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and you know we Boonk Gang (Double G)
They talkin' about my rhymes, they talkin' flames (Fire)
Hop in the Rari, count these bands, I'm switchin' lanes

CJ Beatz

I'm not patient
This fast lotta blue faces gon fly to me
You buy the designer but I know
You niggas ain’t flyer than me
I’m feeling like

not riddles
I Can't be moved by emotions I stand firm I stand in the middle
I ain't coming off-brand like Lidl
I know hell's hot and my soul can't

can you do when the world runs dry?
Gotta find new H2O sources
Been through everything and still I remained
Aura intact to win big, that's

of the party
You said you love me that's hardly
Now she ride me like a harley

Remember them times I was down by my lonely
Had no one to check up right on me

learnt
Each corner he turned
Keep a count of what you say and do
'Cause player just like you
The CM's is my fans too

Ha, now, look who's back in

count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it

I'm 'bout

money, yeah
8 years old, I knew Ben Frank was a hundred
Yeah
Count the cash, get the bag, track star
Run it up you might skress about yo check
Because that

conversations
Lay out by the roses
These trips ain't no vacation to me
Novacaine, same shit
I might just die here
You speeding up that arrangement
So how do you

New money, count up the blue digits (I'm counting it up)
Swear that your money is too little (Your money too small)
Talking to you bitches, no Dr.

Count me you better count me
Wipe a nigga with some downy my niggas rowdy
Doubt me, why they doubt me
Throw some money on ha head like a fucking

that they dropped out of school
Im getting rich and my bitch hella thick
Sippin that Henny no juice
I count the paper then count up my views
These is

Got a circle of success you can say I'm way around it

Yeah and by the way my name is Touch????

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Uptown roller, take it off

by the night
But still want the pipe
You did not count up a hundred
The bag you got on you be slight you lost your mind
I got on eight watches I still

You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff

Rocking with my manz, I count my bandz, I do my fucking dance
I ain't feeling sunny so I won't give you another chance
I just came to party, bobbing

Tommy
Can you drinking? (LALALA)
If i smoking? (LALALA)
Plz don't answer me
내 맘대로 할꺼지
Now smoking (LALALA)
chilltrize
잠깐 쉬로 갈래?
이런 말은 안해
저 새끼들 넘 뻔해
난

on freeze
Ballin', count up my money, aye
Your bitch know that we be stunting, aye
You think you cool 'cause you buzzin' a bit
You get stung, the draco get

the arts
I paddle flip the words, ping pong off the table back and forth homie
You can't disarm me
I Rally up the army, might go for broke, so I can't count

me out the Tommy's had her drippin' like a spout 
I've been flexing since a baby you just do it for the clout nigga 
 
Flexing and Finessing I was

trust these bitches they the type to get you lined, yeah
Count up with them killas tell my momma i’ll be fine, yeah
I be gettin faded still can't get you

through vace, ain't magic
Want a fine piece, got gold in the attic
Brand new fleece, Tommy Jean, still classic
Two blunt series, I be down in Jurassic

room was lit by candles
But we still made it out of that bitch
Could never go back to that shit
Tommy hill go figure
Why I'm built this way
Seen too much

Count it up
Homie you ain't seen shit
If its Tommy that's on my body
Its Tommy that took yo bitch
I'm drinking yo hoe been staring
My Fanta full of that