[Intro]
Aye man listen
On one phone it's a bitch textin' me right now from Italy
On another phone it's a bitch textin me from Cali man
We in Jersey tho right now
You know what the fuck goin on
0-7-6
[Blowin thick smoke n***a?]
Gang!

[Hook:]
Count up and count up, I can't get enough
That shit just gimme a rush
I like to run through them bucks
Higher than fuck , I be fuckin it up
High on my drip, all designer my blunts
Ran up sum cash on a hush
I had them grams in a hush
Walk to the stack and just adding it up

[Verse 1]
If it wasn't for rap I'd be sellin birds
Fuck a bitch using less than a hunnit words
Sprinkle 'rob in my wood cause it help my nerves
They been taxin' 'em back, I been sippin syrup
I was high in the whip, almost hit a curb
I was just on the strip, now im selling words
I ain't sendin no bread, gotta ship em first
Little [?]
Granny don't like my music, hate when I curse
I say grandma "im charging em 10 a verse"
Drop top cedes in Cali, was me a syrups
I'll just roll up some Bali and leave the earth
And a bitch cookin food, Ima stay a minute
If the pussy good, Ima a lay up in it
Like to fuck from the back, bout to fade up in it
I might shoot at the if they stay up in it
Bro called me from jail, he seen me on TV
Said I'm beefin with Nicki, try TMZ me
I'm on Beverly Hills, I still keep the blicky
Told myself don't be petty and kept it easy
Have that mans scared to death man, n***a word to Stevie
Everybody and they moms know I keep it near me
I been chasin my dreams, I should sign to DC
Tryna cap on the gram, all these n***as weenies
[Hook:]
Count up and count up, I can't get enough
That shit just gimme a rush
I like to run through them bucks
Higher than fuck , I be fuckin it up
High on my drip, all designer my blunts
Ran up sum cash on a hush
I had them grams in a hush
Walk to the stack and just adding it up

[Verse 2:]
[?], addin that shit up
Moncler my drip, [Designer my get up?//Margiella?]
5000 dollars just added my fit up
Lately been goin off the top with the pen up
I just been crunchin these hoes like a situp
She tryna camp in my crib, I'm like "get up"
She been in here for a week, Im like get out
I need some space little bitch gotta bizzounce
I need some space little bitch gotta scramble
These bitches ain't go no manners
I got a bitch in Atlanta
Booty so fat gotta fuck on a camera
I put these bitches on xannies [?]
Rico just poured up some lean in a Fanta
Smokin exotic, gettin harder to stand up
Bad lil thotty countin them bands up
[Hook:]
Count up and count up, I can't get enough
That shit just gimme a rush
I like to run through them bucks
Higher than fuck , I be fuckin it up
High on my drip, all designer my blunts
Ran up sum cash on a hush
I had them grams in a hush
Walk to the stack and just adding it up