London On Da Track - Count Up lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] (Yeah, yeah) Re-up out my bank, trip out my bank (okay!) We Got London on da Track [Bridge: Young Thug] I got lots of haters I spend sheets of paper, I need me some paper Famo need that flavor, we gon' get it by any means I'ma stay straight like a spleen, I'm your majesty, you're the diva You after, hey boy [Verse 1: Birdman] You know I'm bout my paper, you know I'm bout my team You know I'm bout my family, if I don't make it in a instant I put her down with my clique, I got a bad b**h that talk sh** I know the Freeband Gang from that six, I started switching lanes in that b**h Smoking indo, n***a stay in, Mannie Fresh pimping in the play pen n***a having bubble eye lens in a muthaf**ing new Benz Japanese chopper with the double twins, it ain't safe in that water And I am the new Prada (count up) [Hook: Young Thug] 1, 2 , 3 , 4 , 5... All my bloods, they surviving off us Imma ride for the cause, I might be bad like a boss I might end up down with my clique, laugh at hoes with my b**h Pappadeux's with her lips, love is heavy, like a ship Yeahhh oh f**kk Baby do your thang for me Baby do your thang for me, ayy When on that bullsh** she just casually... [Verse 2: Young Thug] Baby girl I swear If you can't stand no more I'm gon give that a** a chair I do her wrong and I know she gon' still be there Big dog when I lay down like a bear Tell a n***a cut the plug Then I send a n***a to the sky with it, a n***a lose his life in my business Bustin' on her thigh with it, bring paper, n***a know you need supplies with it Thinking 'bout running off, you'll die with it (YEAH) Never say no baby, do it (YEAH) I want ravioli-oli at the stay in, laughing at these n***as like a baby (YEAH) Can't see me like the muthaf**in' shoe that a bride wearing And I'm a shark n***a, stay in, it ain't safe in that water No [Hook: Young Thug] 1, 2 , 3 , 4 , 5... All my bloods, they surviving off us Imma ride for the cause, I might be bad like a boss I might end up down with my clique, laugh at hoes with my b**h Pappadeux's with her lips, love is heavy, like a ship Yeahhh oh f**kk Baby do your thang with me Baby do your thang with me, ayy When on that bullsh** she just casually... [Outro: Birdman] How she dress casually And pull up on that BS (Yeah yeah yeah) I don't know how she do this sh** Everytime she get pissed She looks so s**y