USDA - Count It Up lyrics

rate me

Yeah count it up

You already know the deal

You niggas know what I doubt let just speak for real

And while you at it young just keep the artist still

And pill the rap off the block like the banana bill

Ni tell me can you see the flake, one glance of dat glitter make ya wanna

Shake

Adrenaline rushin blood flowin through your veins

When you close your eyes at night do you be seeing things

'Cause nigga I was seeing things

At least 100 at a time dats on everything

Magic City, 112 let me reminisce

A nigga must of missed some how did it come to this

You got niggas runnin round like they run the town

Dope game, game over jizzles on the mound

Ni watch me cock right back and hit a homerun, enough bricks at one time to

Build a whole sun

They like god damn young boi u owe one everbody talkin bricks but they own

None,

What your nigga know about counting millions, the only place it ain't money

Is on the ceilion

Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up

Take it all out your pocket

Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up

Pull it all out your pocket

I'm going in, fuck it I'm going in,

I was just about to take off the top let us begin,

Let the room start to fill up with smoke no inhalin',

I turn dis four into a nine I'll be in heaven,

Leave here and get caught with this nine I'll be a felon,

I ain't the one for doing no time just know I'm bailin

The government don't really approve of what I'm selling,

Get jammed up we all know the rules just it's no tellin,

Even doe I came to bring the word I'm no rev

Just a casualty in game more like a veteran

Ask me do I no treat raisens and dem cookies cut fifteen hundred in dimes

When we was rookies

And tell me how I go up to least 30 a thang

It's one for dem niggas out here doin they thing

Everyday riskin it all deep in the game

Ain't about to ask a nigga for shit, I feel the same.

They like god damn young boi u owe one everbody talkin bricks but they own

None,

What your nigga know about counting millions, the only place it ain't money

Is on the ceilion

Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up

Take it all out your pocket

Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up

Pull it all out your pocket