COUNT THAT
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
They was looking for the shoota!
I'm right here muthafucka fuck you
I been poppin Ks. You been poppin 32s
Dolce on my chain and Balenci on my shoes
I roll a muthafucka like a dice set
Flip em like a tech deck
Muthafucka fight back
Told em we get hectic
I been on the right track
Check it at the check desk
You know we don't like that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Yeah, Ima pop another K like
Where my oppa?
Like where ya at?
Yeah
She love it when I pull the Glocks out
I pop out
I pop out
She told me not to tell another lie
And I lied
And I lied
Fuck around and hide. I could never hide
Brudda on my side loving homicide
Love is for the blind. Bitch I luh my sight
Fuck it. Ima slide on her. Ha
Im at catch one. I can't hear a damn thing
Bass up in my ear when im tryna throw game
She took me to the back and she suck the whole thang
I roll another wood with the gang
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
They was looking for the shoota!
I'm right here muthafucka fuck you
I been poppin Ks. You been poppin 32s
Dolce on my chain and Balenci on my shoes
I roll a muthafucka like a dice set
Flip em like a tech deck
Muthafucka fight back
Told em we get hectic
I been on the right track
Check it at the check desk
You know we don't like that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Yeah, Ima pop another K like
Where my oppa?
Like where ya at?
Yeah
She love it when I pull the Glocks out
I pop out
I pop out
She told me not to tell another lie
And I lied
And I lied
Fuck around and hide. I could never hide
Brudda on my side loving homicide
Love is for the blind. Bitch I luh my sight
Fuck it. Ima slide on her. Ha
Im at catch one. I can't hear a damn thing
Bass up in my ear when im tryna throw game
She took me to the back and she suck the whole thang
I roll another wood with the gang
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
Shoot that. Tout that
New rack? Count that
Who that out back?
New pack? Doubt that
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Writer(s): Luis Roman
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