Lyrics: Yung Fazo
Music: Yung Fazo
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash i advance it
Big bag like marilyn manson
We got a whole lotta mansions
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash I advance it
Big bag like Marilyn Manson
We got a whole lotta mansions
Tell her its so automatic
Dont love the fact that she off a xany
I gotta swerve in a caddy
You finna slide in a taxi
**** her one time let her have it
She tell me yea im so sassy
I said bih u got no daddy
**** this beat up i want it badly
Look how they count me out sadly
While im here counting up rackies
Yea yea
Know how bad i wanted this
Now im sitting here the cartier the diamond blinging covered up my wrist
I just hadda go and drop a tape thats full of hits i hit em wit this shit
Ima hit up all the hoes yea we call the guys yea we staying at the ritz
They aint know i could do it like this
They aint think i was stepping like this
Walk outside and im taking yo b***h
She like “Tell me, what’s that on your wrist?”
And you know
And i know it get hard but i chose me so i just gotta move on
You could see how i been moving level up oh yea the shit i been on
Know a lot of people hate me but im good i know i didnt do nun wrong
I do not need ones approval dont **** with me yea so then move along
I never did nun crazy i just **** round make a whole lotta songs
Yall thought yall could count me out but its ok yall finna watch me move up。 Yea
She a dancer
Ran them bands up
U talk on the low u get blammed up
Im the second brown boy yo im like damn yuh
As a kid i just would hope i got fans yuh
Oh i met charli damelio aint that random
I only like really pretty hoes yea not no fan yuh
I got like 12 coming off the jet when we land yuh
Im counting these bands up
I swear my choppa do damage
She wanna hold me for ransom
I get some cash i advance it
Big bag like marilyn manson
We got a whole lotta mansions