Count Deadz (feat. Big Spazzo RGE & Q the Genius)

Oou i like it
Damn Glocky you ain't have to do em like that
Oou i like it
Boy i'm tryna rap, I'm tryna to open doors
You can never be me nigga, better hold on yours
I'm tryna have that money spread out on the damn floor
Man I be chilling yeah, counting deads I up the score
Me and my bro be killing shit I think they want more
Little nigga number two, popping shit DJ Moore
Niggas ain't making no money what they talk for
I'm tryna have that gold on me a ninety's block boy
Niggas swear they balling pockets injured look like Brandon Roy
I can't have no grown man talk with no little boy
Counting on the benji's fucking baddies where I feel joy
Yeah I got to get to this paper I can hear Roy

Look good play good, nigga I been balling out
Phone home, getting zoned still like to call em out
If I don't know holmes, I don't even want to hear his mouth
They saying that I did him wrong shit I did that boy a favor
The bitch suited and booted you can guess who was the tailor
If them niggas included it's a section full of fakers
You sitting there looking stupid I can put you on a caper
I jump back and start shooting I could murk you with a fader
Let's get this shit jumping cuz my bitch carry a taser
One stripper bitch name Pumpkin she wasn't fucking that ain't fair
I elevated off good weed they all stopping and stare
Bitch i'm the mayor, give me head in the office chair
Boy i'm tryna rap, I'm tryna to open doors
You can never be me nigga, better hold on yours
I'm tryna have that money spread out on the damn floor
Man I be chilling yeah, counting deads I up the score
Me and my bro be killing shit I think they want more
Little nigga number two, popping shit DJ Moore
Niggas ain't making no money what they talk for
I'm tryna have that gold on me, a ninety's block boy

Made nigga, made bitch, tell her do her chores
I ain't played that bullshit since ninety-four
Made the bitch buss long than the world tour
How the bitch ain't juicy but she want Couture
Got a bitch like Trudy she make daddy proud
We can go and make a movie get a Oscar now
Niggas lied when they seen the gun, they ain't even getting it son
That's the main reason I ain't want to give them none
Fuck Boys
Don't be lying in my presence cuz I touch toys
Nigga known for raising steel like them buff boys
Moon walking, gloves on when I touch boys
Thought I told them watch your tone, I'll hush noise
You can never be nigga, better hold on yours
Man I be chilling yeah counting deads up the score
Little nigga number two, popping shit DJ Moore
I'm tryna have that gold on me a ninety's block boy
Look good, play good, nigga I been balling out
Phone home, getting zoned still like to call em out
If I don't know holmes, I don't even want to hear his mouth
They saying that I did him wrong, shit I did that boy a favor