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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Pete
Lil Pete
Vocals
Bez19
Bez19
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bez19
Bez19
Lyrics
LaPrell Dominik Gilton
LaPrell Dominik Gilton
Lyrics

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Count it up
Count it up
[Verse 2]
Got it bad, bitch, when we finna count it up
Remember my ****, bitch, when we finna count it up
Few my **** came home and they count it up
Heard you broke up in yo feelin's , you can count it up
[Verse 3]
We're broke, bounce back and I count it up
Heard they counting me out, so we gon' count it up
All my bitches write a check to 'em, count it up
Nobody bother to check too, so we count it up
[Verse 4]
Ay, count it up, lil' bitch
How you say you gettin' money but you broke, lil bitch? Cash out
Never tell a show, lil' bitch
I was always a young **** gettin' dough out the click, yeah
Selling bricks and turnin' up for all my ****
Always hatin' and your feelings, ****, mind yo business
**** hate me and my city, I keep dirtyin' it
When you get into the money, ain't no fuckin' limit
Don't chafe for me, got that check for me
Next, make your best move, play that chess, sonny
Lil' baby, is you down for me?
'Cause ain't no one compare me to the clown, you see
Real **** in the field, we in the gang with it
If you see me, prolly didn't know that I came with it
Call the cameraman, feel like we make a movie
I'm famous now and all these bitches wanna fuckin' do me
[Verse 5]
Got it bad, bitch, when we finna count it up
Remember my **** just hit me, finna count it up
Few my **** came home and they count it up
Heard you broke up in yo feelin's , you can count it up
[Verse 6]
We're broke, bounce back and I count it up
Heard they counting me out, so we gon' count it up
All my bitches write a check to 'em, count it up
I'ma 'bout to check too, so we countin' up
[Verse 7]
Lil **** 'bout to checks, so I run it up
Hit the road, me and Fatty pressin' numbers up
Off a car seat dub and we split it up
Can't go in Nieman Marcus, ****, they remember us
Lil Spice, came home, and he count it up
I put a three up in that Fanta, you can taste the mud
My bitch here for a dub, one night out the club
It doesn't take thirty days to get yo chicken up
'Cause if that plan ain't workin', it's time to switch it up
And if the plug ain't serving, we finna stick 'em up
Bust down ten P's or vacuum seal 'em up
Now I'm serving them bitches for twenty-three and up
He say he sendin' them hoes, **** ain't sendin' one
He say he bustin' them guns, **** ain't bustin' one
He say he beefin' with them, **** ain't drop one
**** talk about chicken ain't never seen none
[Verse 8]
Got it bad, bitch, when we finna count it up
Remember my **** just hit me, finna count it up
Few my **** came home and they count it up
Heard you broke up in yo feelin's , you can count it up
[Verse 9]
We're broke, bounce back and I count it up
Heard they counting me out, so we gon' count it up
All my bitches write a check, tell 'em, count it up
I'ma 'bout to check too, so we countin' up
Written by: Bez19, LaPrell Dominik Gilton
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