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Key Glock

Count Up

 

Count Up

(album: Glock Bond - 2018)


Ayy, bitch
Play with your pussy not me ho
Ha, bitch
Sosa 808 got this bitch knocking nigga, ayy

One two, bitch I'm getting my loot
Three four, trapping is a sport
Five six, bitch I'm really rich
Seven eight, tell me why these niggas hate
Nine ten, pulled up in a Benz
Eleven twelve, I be fresh as hell
Thirteen fourteen, I got some for sale
Fifteen sixteen, money everywhere
All this damn money, I got money everywhere
All this damn money, I got money everywhere
All this damn money, I got money everywhere
(I got) money over here
(I got) money over there

Hundreds, fifties, twenties in my front and back pockets
Rice Krispie chopper, I'ma snap, crack, and pop him
Lil Glock be the topic, all you niggas do is gossip (ho)
Go to Neiman Marcus with a barbie, spend the profit (bankroll)
Never been a trick (no)
I been having shit (I got it)
You think I'm a lick? (what?)
Let my chopper spit (fire)
Never been a trick (uh-uh)
I been having shit (Glock)
You think I'm a lick? (what?)
Let my chopper spit (man down)

One two, bitch I'm getting my loot
Three four, trapping is a sport
Five six, bitch I'm really rich
Seven eight, tell me why these niggas hate
Nine ten, pulled up in a Benz
Eleven twelve, I be fresh as hell
Thirteen fourteen, I got some for sale
Fifteen sixteen, money everywhere

Got a Glock-17 on me, nigga I double dare (I dare you)
Go and ask your bitch, yeah I pull triggers, I pull hair (yeah)
And I be fresh as hell, make these hoes stop and stare, yeah
I be killing shit, they tryna give your boy the chair
I'm pouring out the pint, it got me moving like a snail (mud)
I bust up on your bitch and then I go bust down a bale (yeah)
Rolex on me yeah, I talk shit like Ric Flair (Dae Dae)
Rolex on me yeah, I talk shit like Ric Flair (bitch)

One two, bitch I'm getting my loot
Three four, trapping is a sport
Five six, bitch I'm really rich
Seven eight, tell me why these niggas hate
Nine ten, pulled up in a Benz
Eleven twelve, I be fresh as hell
Thirteen fourteen, I got some for sale
Fifteen sixteen, money everywhere

Money everywhere, yeah yeah
Hah bitch I got money everywhere, bitch, yeah
Ayy

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