King Louie - Young n***as Countin Racks lyrics

I’m just a young n***a countin racks Flow them bands and get em back, Cashes everything around me, f*ck sh** I keep d**h around me, Spray then I would move around me, Private kicks my favorite roots, I ring fragrant, she would think that I fading it, with a hannabe OB, listen to some TOC, better b**h rolling more weed, in more glory…in that galaxy thirty hangin out the heat, bullets look like batteries pocket full of politicians, been pressy ..tickets, tryin to wanna thum award, Lord check what I get bored, take a picture say cheese, I’m just in my Mercedes, they just got another one, stunt like my mother sun. sponsored links Hook: And so my young n***as countin racks, young n***as getting money, bad b**h ..looking like are beggin money I got my mack in my spray ground, looking like I’m beggin money, do it big for a win, where we use to have no money. Young n***as countin racks Oh this for my young n***as countin racks Uh, young n***as countin racks. I’m just the young n***as countin racks b**h I’m on my wrist sh**, Bring the whole out wrist b**h, she blow me like she wait sh**, pa**ports escorts, driving on the other side, more born this b**h, double f** the other side, I got friends but homicide, all this money got me high your b**h see me..she like all this money got me by, dope us ..for every day, bearing up heavy way, rap thug shawty, 30 in the forty transform bands doing donuts in the Audi when I get them fans b**h I turn up like a party countin these racks smoking like a Bob Marley doing all for L’s and my real n***a is well. [Hook:]