Count It Up
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feat. Trae Tha Truth & Bo Deal [Hook] I got a bitch in Chicago, but ain’t none by the shot I got a bitch in Miami, she in my able she run I got a bitch that’s in Houston, phone call and she textin Got a bitch in Atlanta, by the way she finessing Yeah, all my bitches count it up, All my niggas count it up If you get money nigga, count it up Erythang I own, count it up D dash thought the dash, race car Pull up in any hood, face card 2 pistols, 4 clips, safeguard Work overtime, so we play hard Me and flock in the ghost, fast money Riding with no seat belt, we some crash dummies Hot boy like juvi, no cash money I’m in the player circle, duffle bag money Make sure it’s right, bitch count it again That ass right, bitch bounce it again Bottle after bottle, we clowning again Ace of spades, no joke, just playing to win [Hook] I got a bitch in Chicago, but ain’t none by the shot I got a bitch in Miami, she in my able she run I got a bitch that’s in Houston, phone call and she textin Got a bitch in Atlanta, by the way she finessing Yeah, all my bitches count it up, All my niggas count it up If you get money nigga, count it up Erythang I own, count it up I got a bitch in the rarri, she like to ride with no ceiling She from the gutter, she rich, she like to fuck with no feelings Her money hustle vanillas, just like these clips I keep peeling That a brand new coupe a Mercedes, full of pay that I fuck around Keep spilling This bitch all on my dick the way to let go She don’t know shit but know to get dough It will add up, she know to get more She don’t pay me, she know to get low Make the play I call that t bow Soon as she done I come to repo Tell her what time gonn count it up She lose that count, she got to go I got a bitch from ace town to d town Detroit on back to ny Chitown on down to la Carolina, on down to mi She fly, damn I can’t forget the say She wanna stay but damn I can’t forget this pay She get kicked off the team, she won’t get played Both loose through this… [Hook] I got a bitch in Chicago, but ain’t none by the shot I got a bitch in Miami, she in my able she run I got a bitch that’s in Houston, phone call and she textin Got a bitch in Atlanta, by the way she finessing Yeah, all my bitches count it up, All my niggas count it up If you get money nigga, count it up Erythang I own, count it up You getting money, count it up, bitch I’m on the money train Duffle bag full of bread, bsm the money game I can move a hunned thangs, wrap them up, hit the road Traffic stop, nigga I ain’t stopping, pedal to the floor, skrit! on my lap I got a Smith and Wesson, Fuck jail, we can get it poppin like a fuckin western All I know is get money, all my niggas on dummy Chitown I run it, fuck a fight nigga we gun it It’s the killer clan, brick squad Dirt game we in it If I make it nigga I spend it, We the modern day no limit, nigga It’s bo deal, I’m flexing when I go out All I know is show out and getting off in a …out [Hook] I got a bitch in Chicago, but ain’t none by the shot I got a bitch in Miami, she in my able she run I got a bitch that’s in Houston, phone call and she textin Got a bitch in Atlanta, by the way she finessing Yeah, all my bitches count it up, All my niggas count it up If you get money nigga, count it up Erythang I own, count it up.
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