Lyrics: Luna Grace Robbins
Music: Luna Grace Robbins
Count my bands, I'm stackin' bands, I pull up to the club now
We got some Henny, got some whiskey, pour a double cup now
He talkin' shit, he got some problems, I don't give a **** now
'Cause I'm the baddest bitch, but there's enough for me to go around
I got a Glock up in my pocket, I might go and let it bang
I got some girls in my DMs tryna get back where I stay
Yeah, turn voice chat on, so that they can come my way
She got me feelin' some way, I'm goin' insane
Oh, you are a narcissist, you take a knife and stab me in the back
I'm feeling lost, bitch, her love is setting my heart on firะต
I don't ever wanna trust her whะตn she's treating me like shit
And I'ma keep makin' this music because luna never miss
Steady having fun and now I'm steady countin' bands like every day
These hoes on me for the money, had to get 'em out my way
I don't care 'bout no one else, no, I don't care 'bout what you say
Not tryna talk unless I'm getting paid (Paid)
That ho wanna ****, she want it, but I'm just countin' hunnids
No, I don't care if you got problems with me, we can run it
That ho wanna ****, she want it, but I'm just countin' hunnids
No, I don't care if you got problems with me, we can run it
We can, we can run it, run it, too busy countin' hunnids
Too busy countin' up, and I will never stop
Until I'm at the top, I'm gon' keep countin' up
And I don't care if you got problems with me, you should stop
Let's run up the club, let's rave it, got this bitch on my dick screamin'
She can't handle to God, it's big, loveordeath, bitch
That bitch over there look too fine, pull up and then make that bitch mine
It's big, loveordeath, bitch (I don't wanna **** you)
That bitch over there look too fine, pull up and then, make that bitch mine
She can't **** with your guy, it's big, loveordeath, bitch
Yeah, we runnin' down the clock, tell that bitch to step aside
Hit a nigga with a Glock, shoot a nigga for his heart
You can't handle to God, it's big, loveordeath, bitch
Pull up with my boy, M4sum1, we don't play, we get to zooming
In that brand new Lambo, we said, "**** the bands, bro"
This shit's loveordeath until I die, and I make all my haters cry
They can't handle luna, it's big, loveordeath, bitch
This shit's loveordeath until I die, and I make all my haters cry
They can't handle luna, it's big, loveordeath, bitch