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[Verse 1]
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I remember when I was broke, all these bitches, they doubted us
Now we caught it up, caught it up, we caught it up
Doing shows on the road, all these bitches surroundin' us
I won't stop till a **** get rich as fuck
Pocket full of money, and all these bitches quick to fuck
**** seeing that he switching, no wonder he switching up
I'm just tryna buy my momma a bigger house, bigger truck
[Verse 2]
I love exotic hoes, I'm into the different stuff
And my **** all be itching, so watch how you dissing us
Me I'm up in the trap, my **** still cooking up
If you can't find a pot, my **** whips it in the mug
I remember when I was young, and I didn't have none
Now look at us, we got the whole city going nuts
30 deep up in the club, bitch, you know I got that snub
Bring more bitches to my section, my ****, you know we got that love
Gold bottles, fully auto
Was looking up to older heads, now I'm the role model
I don't want no insta hoe, we fucking real models
Fuck the other side, man, I tell them hold hollows
[Verse 3]
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I remember when I was broke, all these bitches, they doubted us
Now we caught it up, caught it up, we caught it up
Doing shows on the road, all these bitches surroundin' us
I won't stop till a **** get rich as fuck
Pocket full of money, and all these bitches quick to fuck
**** seeing that he switching, no wonder he switching up
I'm just tryna buy my momma a bigger house, bigger truck
[Verse 4]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
I remember when I was broke, all these bitches, they doubted us
Doing shows on the road, all these bitches surroundin' us
[Verse 5]
Now we pulling up designer, all flexes
Spent months in the trap, get that work, then I stretch it
We dish it out, all my **** know how to get it
I ain't got to shoot, I make my hitters go and get 'em
These bitches wonderin' why I don't answer texts
Because they were dissing, now they all up in my mentions
We them **** now, **** better pay attention
I pull up on your bitches, and then I skrt off in the bends quick
[Verse 6]
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I remember when I was broke, all these bitches, they doubted us
Now we caught it up, caught it up, we caught it up
Doing shows on the road, all these bitches surroundin' us
I won't stop till a **** get rich as fuck
Pocket full of money, and all these bitches quick to fuck
**** seeing that he switching, no wonder he switching up
I'm just tryna buy my momma a bigger house, bigger truck
[Verse 7]
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I remember when I was broke, all these bitches, they doubted us
Written by: Smoke Dawg