Count It Up
Big Korey
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V1 I can’t help it dog all I Keep saying is ball. Neck, wrist, ear, pinky ring cost half the mall. I walked up in this bitch I’m flexxin, I can’t help it I’m extra. Same lil nigga fucked up in school pullin up in a Tesla. Hit ya bitch from the front slam her on her back just like a wrestler All this ice on feel like I’m on Alaska, I’m geeked up on Sunday fresher than a pastor. After I hit it, I don’t wanna kick it I’m Sippin on drank and it’s killing my kidney. All these hoes poppin pussy cross the city, they cuffin these bitches I cannot get with it. Ain’t cuffin these bitches I’m chasin these tickets I’m counting digits like the lotto. Got it out the mud yea hoe the grotto. Young nigga go get it the motto. Pulled up in a new New, yea I’m shitting on my old thang. Y’all niggas y’all so lame, bitch I’m spittin fire yea that propane. Told that Lil bitch that’s a no no, Cuz she show ass on the pole pole. No we don’t f*ck with no Po Po. Told em don’t know gotta go tho. Counting big racks on the low low. Know we don’t do this for show no. What I’m rolling is that dope dope. Spittin real shit like the pope tho. See they can’t do how I do it, Man I’m feelin like I’m Weezy. Cash money Carter 3 me. Mr. Carter 3 peat me. Big chop we make em gone ping ping. Got ya main hoe on my ding ding. Trap phone it ring ring ring ring ring. Ring x9 Hook Count it up x8 V2 I’m flexxin, you know I cannot help it. Like 35 on some shoes cuz I’m just so extra. Might pull up in that all black yeah I’m talkin Tesla. Slaughter ya daughter when I come thru cuz she on my dick and my testicles. Hop in the coupe and ride off. Most of these niggas is soft. Young niggas got the sauce. I can never take a loss. They like how they fall off, Man I can’t really tell ya. I want the best no failures, i just hit lick nigga hell yea. They got that dope on the scale yea, count it up, count it up, count it. What’s on ya head that’s a bounty, I heard niggas tryna doubt me. But I stay putting on, bitch I’m Ballin Jim jones. Bitch im ballin Wayne Gretzky, got a 60 coming next week. Man they can’t do how I do it, I’m that nigga they believe me. I’m like Kobe wit the 3 peat. Run it back I’m on repeat. Like Mayweather, no you can’t beat me. Ima big dog they can’t see me. F*ck a nigga they can’t feed me. Trap phone it just ring ring Hook Count it up x8 Outro Count it up x8
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Written by: BIg Korey, Big Oomp, Young Digital
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