axaero – countin! Lyrics

Uh, count that money up!
I made 50 blue hunnids, yeah I run it up
Her ass shaking, I'm like bitch you trynna fuck or what?
She need two seats in that whip, she got that big ass butt
She got that what? Got that big ass, look at my diamonds, my wrist flash
Mad at me cause I get all that guap and yeah my bitch bad
Big bag, got a deposit up in the bank
We them rich lads, he be in love with counting the franks
This that new flow, in the penthouse, yeah the top floor
I'm with Jas in the building plus four hoes and I think bro just called four more
I can't see nun, got ass in my face and the whole room filled up with smoke
Like damn, damn, damn, damn
Okay we litty, get jiggy, bad bitches pop they titties
When I get up in that kitty I'm beating it up I ain't show no pity
I'm like damn, we did it, I'm swerving thru yo city
I keep me a lil semi, whoever trynna get the fuck up with me bitch?
Uh, count that money up!
I made 50 blue hunnids, yeah I run it up
Her ass shaking, I'm like bitch you trynna fuck or what?
She need two seats in that whip, she got that big ass butt
She got that what? Got that big ass, look at my diamonds, my wrist flash
Mad at me cause I get all that guap and yeah my bitch bad
Big bag, got a deposit up in the bank
We them rich lads, he be in love with counting the franks
We the ones that carry tools, we the ones that stack the blues
We the ones that stole the bread and then we fucking on yo boo
Oh that's rude? Bitch so what, I suggest that mouth you shut
Cause if you don't, then I gotta go get all my shooters
Bitch pop that shit yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh pop that shit yuh
And bitch go drop that shit yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh drop that shit yuh
See me, I be that boy, be that boy, show you how it's done
There ain't no point to try, cause me and bro we number one
Uh, count that money up!
I made 50 blue hunnids, yeah I run it up
Her ass shaking, I'm like bitch you trynna fuck or what?
She need two seats in that whip, she got that big ass butt
She got that what? Got that big ass, look at my diamonds, my wrist flash
Mad at me cause I get all that guap and yeah my bitch bad
Big bag, got a deposit up in the bank
We them rich lads, he be in love with counting the franks

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