Count Up

1, 2, bitch I'm gettin' my loot

3, 4, trapping is a sport

5, 6,  bitch I'm really rich

7, 8, tell me why these **** hate

9, 10, pulled up in the Benz

11, 12, I be fresh as hell

13, 14, I got some for sale

15, 16, money everywhere

Money everywhere

All this damn money, I got money everywhere

All this damn money, I got money everywhere

(I got)

Money over here (I got)

Money over there (I got)

Hundred, fifty, twenties in my front and back pockets

Rice Krispy chopper, I'ma snap crack and pop 'em

Lil Glock be the topic, all you **** do is gossip

Koda named me Marcus, lil' barber spin a profit

Never been a trick, I've been having shit

You think I'm a lick, let my chopper spit

Never been a trick, I've been having shit

You think I'm a lick, let my chopper spit

1, 2, bitch I'm gettin' my loot

3, 4, trapping is a sport

5, 6, bitch I'm really rich

7, 8, tell me why these **** hate

9, 10, pulled up in the Benz

11, 12, I be fresh as hell

13, 14, I got some for sale

15, 16, money everywhere

Got a Glock-17 on me, **** I double dare (I dare you)

Go on ask your bitch, yeah I pull triggers I pull hair

And I be fresh as hell

Make these hoes stop and stare

I be killing shit, they tryna give your boy the chair

I'm pouring out the pint, it got me moving like a snail

I bust up on your bitch, and then I go bust down to pay her

Rolex on me, yeah I talk shit like Rick Flair

Rolex on me, yeah I talk shit like Rick Flair

1, 2, bitch I'm gettin' my loot

3, 4, trapping is a sport

5, 6, bitch I'm really rich

7, 8, tell me why these **** hate

9, 10, pulled up in the Benz

11, 12, I be fresh as hell

13, 14, I got some for sale

15, 16, money everywhere