CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Count Up
Uh, uh (Yeah)
NLE, you know how we do that sh*t
NLE, n***a, Choppa (Haha)
(Danny, I see you)
I got four pockets full though
(Ayy, Dil)
Shoutout to Baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bankroll on Crip, I'm counting up blues
I be C'd down, Chanel on my shoes
My diamonds they wet, they come out the pool (Splash)
My att**ude mean, they sayin' I'm rude (Yeah, yeah)
They know I'm on top, they want me to flop (No)
Every time that I drop, the streets get hot (Hot, hot, hot)
Hot as the summer
You a worker, you a runner
I'm callin' the shots like a n***a Obama
Every time that I walk in the room (The room)
She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove)
Shе said that n***a too smooth (Too smooth)
She lovin' the way I maneuvеr (Maneuver)
She love to cheat on her dude (Her dude)
And then I call her a Uber (Wait, hold up)
She was on some setup sh*t so I had to shoot her (Yeah, grrah)
Ayy, pop me a Perc', it go down my throat (Yeah)
It sit in my belly and then it float (Perc')
Stick to the script just like a pastor (Yeah)
Put kids on her lip, then I turn to a b*st*rd
I ride with my gun, it came with a drum (Drum)
Shoot him in his head, it knock off his tongue (Grrah)
Put a hole in his body, I took out his lungs (Bah, bah, bah)
He tried to run, now his legs is gone
Every time that I walk in the room (The room)
She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove)
She said that n***a too smooth (Too smooth)
She lovin' the way I maneuver (Maneuver)
She love to cheat on her dude (Her dude)
And then I call her a Uber (An Uber)
She was on some setup sh*t so I had to shoot her (I had to shoot her)
Yeah, haha
The b*t*h was on some setup ship, I had to pop the ho, you heard
NLE, yeah, haha
Ayy, let me say something just like this (Top Shotta)
Aye, yeah, yeah
Trap phone ringing, I gotta make a serve (Ring, ring)
Pure cocaine 'cause we trafficking them birds (Birds)
My b*t*h, she so gangster, put my Glock up in her purse (Her purse)
I bet when I blast it, that motherf**ker burst (Grrah)
Yeah, NLE (Uh, uh)
(Danny, I see you)
NLE, you know how we do that sh*t
NLE, n***a, Choppa (Haha)
(Danny, I see you)
I got four pockets full though
(Ayy, Dil)
Shoutout to Baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bankroll on Crip, I'm counting up blues
I be C'd down, Chanel on my shoes
My diamonds they wet, they come out the pool (Splash)
My att**ude mean, they sayin' I'm rude (Yeah, yeah)
They know I'm on top, they want me to flop (No)
Every time that I drop, the streets get hot (Hot, hot, hot)
Hot as the summer
You a worker, you a runner
I'm callin' the shots like a n***a Obama
Every time that I walk in the room (The room)
She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove)
Shе said that n***a too smooth (Too smooth)
She lovin' the way I maneuvеr (Maneuver)
She love to cheat on her dude (Her dude)
And then I call her a Uber (Wait, hold up)
She was on some setup sh*t so I had to shoot her (Yeah, grrah)
Ayy, pop me a Perc', it go down my throat (Yeah)
It sit in my belly and then it float (Perc')
Stick to the script just like a pastor (Yeah)
Put kids on her lip, then I turn to a b*st*rd
I ride with my gun, it came with a drum (Drum)
Shoot him in his head, it knock off his tongue (Grrah)
Put a hole in his body, I took out his lungs (Bah, bah, bah)
He tried to run, now his legs is gone
Every time that I walk in the room (The room)
She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove)
She said that n***a too smooth (Too smooth)
She lovin' the way I maneuver (Maneuver)
She love to cheat on her dude (Her dude)
And then I call her a Uber (An Uber)
She was on some setup sh*t so I had to shoot her (I had to shoot her)
Yeah, haha
The b*t*h was on some setup ship, I had to pop the ho, you heard
NLE, yeah, haha
Ayy, let me say something just like this (Top Shotta)
Aye, yeah, yeah
Trap phone ringing, I gotta make a serve (Ring, ring)
Pure cocaine 'cause we trafficking them birds (Birds)
My b*t*h, she so gangster, put my Glock up in her purse (Her purse)
I bet when I blast it, that motherf**ker burst (Grrah)
Yeah, NLE (Uh, uh)
(Danny, I see you)
