Countin

(Album: Jupiter - 2020)

Clutching on the Glock like I wish he would
You ain't gotta trip, you know we good
Ran it up straight out the mud
Fuck around and spend 10 bands on a rug
Just to make her feet feel good
Long as she make me feel good
I ain't worry 'bout no nigga
Watch me count my figures
I don't want him 'round, he ain't living by the code
I don't wanna meet up where he chose
Niggas be gossiping more than these hoes
Everything white, I don't really like gold, basic
Pull up in a new Benz, racing
Smoking some shit, exotic, faded
He don't want to give it up, good, take it
Heard he want five for the drop, paid it

Real niggas don't come around often
Smoke more weed than a garden
Nigga thought he slid, we parked it
Niggas ain't make it no farther
Ran my shit way up
Extortion, nigga, pay up
Clip too long, can't tuck
Nigga get too close, get touched
I ain't gon' say who said it, but I heard you like it rough
All that commenting he did, but I know that you ain't tough
Your nigga broke and can't get fixed, baby, so wassup?
Caught a nigga with his kid, boy, ya running out of luck
Now if I catch your ass again, that's your ass, yeah
I could tell it was some friction from the past, yeah
Ooh, that Michael Jackson got you thinking that ya bad, yeah
Cut the head off the snake and left that body in a trashcan (Yeah, yeah)
And I been that nigga, why ya cappin'? (Yeah, yeah)
Roll up zombie, ooh, I think we got some action (Yeah, yeah)
Doing 100 on the freeway, I'm smashing (Yeah)
Only take a shot to put a nigga in a casket, yeah
Niggas thinking that we playing, ain't heard nothing that they saying
[?] Glock on me, in my pants, [?] ass pants and it came from Japan
Still a leave a lil' nigga where he stand just for thinking this a game with me
Went and put a bigger [?] on my neck just so they could see
I ain't that nigga to fuck with, nerves too bad, I bust quick
Tired of saying they my brother on some fuck shit
Nigga, I just put a new chain on my neck and I won't touch it
Chopper bullets get to flying, boy, I hope that you could run quick

Clutching on the Glock like I wish he would
You ain't gotta trip, you know we good
Ran it up straight out the mud
Fuck around and spend 10 bands on a rug
Just to make her feet feel good
Long as she make me feel good
I ain't worry 'bout no nigga
Watch me count my figures
I don't want him 'round, he ain't living by the code
I don't wanna meet up where he chose
Niggas be gossiping more than these hoes
Everything white, I don't really like gold, basic
Pull up in a new Benz, racing
Smoking some shit, exotic, faded
He don't want to give it up, good, take it
Heard he want five for the drop, paid it
I don't want him 'round, he ain't living by the code
I don't wanna meet up where he chose
Niggas be gossiping more than these hoes
Everything white, I don't really like gold, basic
Pull up in a new Benz, racing
Smoking some shit, exotic, faded
He don't want to give it up, good, take it
Heard he want five for the drop, paid it