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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
Young Scooter
Young Scooter
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Kenneth Edward Bailey
Kenneth Edward Bailey
Songwriter
Xavier Dotson
Xavier Dotson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zaytoven
Zaytoven
Producer
Kori Anders
Kori Anders
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I get more, more, more (Super)
They jackin', they got me bad
(Aye yo, count up)
Money bring power, ask your hoe, hoe, hoe, yeah (Zaytoven)
Doh (Skrrt skrrt)
[Verse 2]
Take no days off
I get doh, doh, doh
Let the AK off
Swingin' doors, doors, doors
Thirty six ounces raw
I smell blow, blow, blow (Remix)
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I get more, more, more
[Verse 3]
Space couped up
Can't go slow, slow, slow (Skrrt skrrt)
Call the shooters
They on go, go, go
I need a M&M
For a show, show, show
Summer lit now, damn
We want doh, doh, doh (Freebandz)
[Verse 4]
I got two, I got blow
Fifty racks, we used to swing the door (Yeah)
Six trap houses in a row
I'm shootin' dice, bank ten or four (Trap)
Future get a mill a show
That's why my fuckin' prices low (Yeah)
Two-twenty on the dash, ****
He know how fast that Aston go (Skrrt)
Road runnin', 20 East
You know I got the package though (Finesse)
One, two, or three
I got that dope boy magic bowl
Most you **** gon' fold
All my **** on go
Super good in the streets
Name a place I can't go (Street)
Real talk, ****
I've been street before Bankroll (Yeah)
I can still touch a mill cash
When the bank close
Quarter mill every month
That's just for my payroll
Lost hundred racks a day ago
And got it back today though
[Verse 5]
No days off, we be chasin' them M's
Young Scooter got them trees
I ain't talkin' 'bout Timbs (For sure)
I got bullshit work
But still'll jump out the gym (Remix)
Treat the trap like Nipsey Hustle
You know 'All Money In' (Count up)
[Verse 6]
Take no days off
I get doh, doh, doh
Let the AK off
Swingin' doors, doors, doors (Brrt)
Thirty six ounces raw
I smell blow, blow, blow (Remix)
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I get more, more, more (Count up)
[Verse 7]
Space couped up
Can't go slow, slow, slow (Skrrt skrrt)
Call the shooters
They on go, go, go
I need a M&M
For a show, show, show
Summer lit now, damn
We want doh, doh, doh (Freebandz)
[Verse 8]
Pablo, Chapo
Cuban Link, Castro
Count it fast, turbo
Big bag, coco
One thousand grams in a kilo
They jackin'
They got me bad, Beastmode (Two)
I'm taxin', I hit the bank and reload (Reload)
The coupe, it went to space
10-4 (True)
[Verse 9]
Treat me like Bin Laden
Pluto, but I'm gone to Saturn (Gone)
I made her fuck my Patek (Patek)
I've turned her to a baddie (Baddie)
Put eight new whips in traffic
My watch come out the casket
My love is everlastin' (Yeah)
Money wrapped up in plastic
[Verse 10]
Three six five
Duckin' po', po', po's
Truckloads comin'
To your door, door, door (Pluto)
Twenty four hours
Like a store, store, store (Freebandz)
Money bring power
Ask your hoe, hoe, hoe (Pluto)
[Verse 11]
Take no days off
I get doh, doh, doh
Let the AK off
Swingin' doors, doors, doors (Brrt)
Thirty six ounces raw
I smell blow, blow, blow (Remix)
Count it up, count it up, count it up
I get more, more, more (Count up)
[Verse 12]
Space couped up
Can't go slow, slow, slow (Skrrt skrrt)
Call the shooters
They on go, go, go
I need a M&M
For a show, show, show
Summer lit now, damn
We want doh, doh, doh (Freebandz)
Written by: Kenneth Edward Bailey, Nayvadius Wilburn, Xavier Dotson
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