When I was a youngin momma beat with the belt
Everyday she asked what i'mma do with myself
I told her I wanna get rich and get a house up on the hills
Started juggin for them bands trying to stack a couple mill
When I went to school I used to wear the same clothes
They used to laugh and joke but now I'm f**ing all these n***a's hoes
Patience was they key now n***a all my b**hes bad
I just might send one of my hoes to come finess you out your racks
Flexin. on these. n***as. pull up. in a. all black
If a. n***a. run up. wrong. we gon'. lay his. a** flat
Hold up, hold up, hold up, parking lot, doing donuts
Got your. girl giving. brain. she de-serves. a di-ploma
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully man I don't give 2 f**s 'bout you
I can tell he broke cause he don't make no moves
Riding with them ratchets better keep your cool
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Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully man I don't give 2 f**s 'bout you
I can tell he broke cause he don't make no moves
Riding with them ratchets better keep your cool
I just. made a. jug. off my. i-phone (skrrrt!)
I just. f**ed your. b**h. made her. walk home (skrrrt!)
I just. called my. plug. need them. quick racks (skrrrt!)
I just. turned a. dollar into. 6 racks (skrrrt!)
I love. counting money. it's a. f**ing hobby (let's get it)
See it. and i. want it. then i. got to. cop it
I be. flipping money. like it's. acro-batics (beep)
I ain't. with the. talk-ing. get the. auto-matic
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully man I don't give 2 f**s 'bout you
I can tell he broke cause he don't make no moves
Riding with them ratchets better keep your cool
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully man I don't give 2 f**s 'bout you
I can tell he broke cause he don't make no moves
Riding with them ratchets better keep your cool