counted (la)

robb bank$

shawty swing my way

and the sex ain't as good as you made it out to be

no one special like i need to play the story

mowed over this gold for all y'all

boy you mean to tell me

thought your bitch wouldn't cheat?

the ho beat my dick like paper over paper

cover up my paper like the smart kid i'm giving you a test nigga

boy i was pmsin' the period's almost over

i ain't got to see you after this we all got different schedules nigga

high school i fucked the baddest bitch at my high school

after high school i still had obligations like a man

but we cool

i'm cooler than the draft that yo man practiced eating out of his hand like a giraffe

while i'm thinking what i'm finna' do dinner

and babe pick

like the draft

i just want that bitch that used to text during class

jk we ain't wifing these hoes

jk but bitch we ain't friends to you i'm just boy

compound words ain't to be blurted out

she left her man to fuck a noun

now move your mouth slow like you tryna' sound it out

money i been spending

bonds i severed

relationships getting worse boy

ties getting surfed

and aye counting

counting

i been counting

so let me give a update to all the niggas still bumping counting

one year til' we dead my nigga

two twins done counted all the bread my nigga

a hundred thousand racks i spent my nigga

peekin' outside where i reside only result fire

oh nigga

oh nigga they like bank$ you different now

i'm like oh nigga

oh nigga

oh nigga what i said calendars is dead forget about that ho nigga"

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