Count up (sped up)
Yeah, lil' buddy, he sick, took all his bands
Bitch, I done got rich, yeah,
With no advance
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies
Yeah, huh, we just count up,
Huh, we don't pull up to parties, huh (Huh)
I just be shippin' that Za', shippin' that somebody farted, huh
I ain't even gon' lie with the Percs,
They just be havin' me retarded (Yeah, I love Percs)
My brother been still on the run,
This shit on our back,
It's a target (Oh, word)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout a storе
(Damn, Trgc made that? Huh)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout your whore
(Nah)
No, I ain't worried 'bout monеy
(Uh-uh)
I know I'll always get more (Kill)
Back in the day I was broke (Uh)
Yeah, lil' buddy get stained, he a joke
(Bah, bah)
Yeah, I got a diamond ring that I put
On my pinky, it's makin' me float, yeah
How you got crossed up in real life?
Both your ankles broke, yeah
I just woke up, I went live,
Perky had me float (Yeah, go)
Oxy' and drank, I can't decide, fuck it, I'm taking 'em both (Woah)
I got that shit on me, don't try it
Unless you wanted to float (Float)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout no boat (No)
I got a girl on me, I don't do it for real
But I take it with hoes
(Take it with hoes, yeah)
I take at least a twenty piece on me
When I'm hitting the road
Yeah, and if you don't fly with the
Birds, you basically breaking the code
(Brr, huh)
Neck and my wrist on froze,
You know I don't cuddle with hoes (Huh)
Yeah, I put that bitch in the back of a spaceship (Huh),
She never been in a Rolls
I'm runnin' for president
So I could legalize drank (Yeah),
Get the whole world slow
(Slow)
I'm rockin' VETEMENTS (Uh), speech impediment, but she still eat dick
Though (Uh-huh, yeah)
Oh, she told you she don't? Then you're probably not him (Yeah)
Uh-huh, I'm balling so hard like a bitch, shootin' above the rim (Oh)
My nigga knowing to shoot,
If I was you,
I wouldn't get close to him, yeah
Some of my niggas be Crips,
They tryna take off the brim (Brim)
That mean they take off your hat
Soon as I get my chain snatched,
That be the day that I crash
I gave his bitch a face mask,
I'm hitting that bitch from the back (Brr)
In the Bentley Bentayga, I'm nodding off,
How the fuck you drop your flag?
(Drop your flag)
Yeah, lil' buddy, we sick, took all his bands
Bitch, I done got rich, yeah
with no advance (Huh)
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies (Huh)
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies
Yeah, huh, we just count up, huh,
We don't pull up to parties, huh (Huh)
I just be shippin' that Za', shippin' that somebody farted (Huh)
I ain't even gon' lie with the Percs
They just be havin' me retarded
(Yeah, I love Percs)
My brother been still on the run,
This shit on our back, it's a target
(Oh, word)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout a store
(Damn, Trgc made that? Huh)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout your whore (Nah)
No, I ain't worried 'bout money (Uh-uh)
I know I'll always get more (Kill)
Back in the day I was broke (Uh)
Yeah, lil' buddy get stained, he a joke
(Bah, bah)
Yeah, I got a diamond ring that I put
On my pinky, it's makin' me float, yeah
How you got crossed up in real life?
Both your ankles broke, yeah
I just woke up, I went live,
Perky had me float (Yeah, go)
Bitch, I done got rich, yeah,
With no advance
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies
Yeah, huh, we just count up,
Huh, we don't pull up to parties, huh (Huh)
I just be shippin' that Za', shippin' that somebody farted, huh
I ain't even gon' lie with the Percs,
They just be havin' me retarded (Yeah, I love Percs)
My brother been still on the run,
This shit on our back,
It's a target (Oh, word)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout a storе
(Damn, Trgc made that? Huh)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout your whore
(Nah)
No, I ain't worried 'bout monеy
(Uh-uh)
I know I'll always get more (Kill)
Back in the day I was broke (Uh)
Yeah, lil' buddy get stained, he a joke
(Bah, bah)
Yeah, I got a diamond ring that I put
On my pinky, it's makin' me float, yeah
How you got crossed up in real life?
Both your ankles broke, yeah
I just woke up, I went live,
Perky had me float (Yeah, go)
Oxy' and drank, I can't decide, fuck it, I'm taking 'em both (Woah)
I got that shit on me, don't try it
Unless you wanted to float (Float)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout no boat (No)
I got a girl on me, I don't do it for real
But I take it with hoes
(Take it with hoes, yeah)
I take at least a twenty piece on me
When I'm hitting the road
Yeah, and if you don't fly with the
Birds, you basically breaking the code
(Brr, huh)
Neck and my wrist on froze,
You know I don't cuddle with hoes (Huh)
Yeah, I put that bitch in the back of a spaceship (Huh),
She never been in a Rolls
I'm runnin' for president
So I could legalize drank (Yeah),
Get the whole world slow
(Slow)
I'm rockin' VETEMENTS (Uh), speech impediment, but she still eat dick
Though (Uh-huh, yeah)
Oh, she told you she don't? Then you're probably not him (Yeah)
Uh-huh, I'm balling so hard like a bitch, shootin' above the rim (Oh)
My nigga knowing to shoot,
If I was you,
I wouldn't get close to him, yeah
Some of my niggas be Crips,
They tryna take off the brim (Brim)
That mean they take off your hat
Soon as I get my chain snatched,
That be the day that I crash
I gave his bitch a face mask,
I'm hitting that bitch from the back (Brr)
In the Bentley Bentayga, I'm nodding off,
How the fuck you drop your flag?
(Drop your flag)
Yeah, lil' buddy, we sick, took all his bands
Bitch, I done got rich, yeah
with no advance (Huh)
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies (Huh)
Yeah, all the bitches bad, yeah,
All the bitches Barbies
Yeah, huh, we just count up, huh,
We don't pull up to parties, huh (Huh)
I just be shippin' that Za', shippin' that somebody farted (Huh)
I ain't even gon' lie with the Percs
They just be havin' me retarded
(Yeah, I love Percs)
My brother been still on the run,
This shit on our back, it's a target
(Oh, word)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout a store
(Damn, Trgc made that? Huh)
No, I ain't talkin' 'bout your whore (Nah)
No, I ain't worried 'bout money (Uh-uh)
I know I'll always get more (Kill)
Back in the day I was broke (Uh)
Yeah, lil' buddy get stained, he a joke
(Bah, bah)
Yeah, I got a diamond ring that I put
On my pinky, it's makin' me float, yeah
How you got crossed up in real life?
Both your ankles broke, yeah
I just woke up, I went live,
Perky had me float (Yeah, go)
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