Текст $NOT – Count It Up
Текст:
SUBJECTZ:
YZ
These fuck boys claim they trappin’ hard so count it up
We run these blocks, we flippin’ work and keep them Rugers tucked
These fuck boys claim they trappin’ hard so count it up (Ayy)
We run these blocks, we flippin’ work and keep them Rugers tucked (Yuh)
Oh, that’s ya bitch? She hit my line, she wanna suck me up
Ya’ll niggas mad, I’m countin’ cash and I don’t give a fuck
Put that on my eastside, skrilla on my westside
Killers get yo’ mouth run, nigga (Ayy)
Pull up with them choppas up and the fuckin’ block out
Keep the hood on lockdown, nigga
CAMERONAZI:
Bitch, I’m built to win
I never lose, yeah, I came in twos
Glock ?
twins
Red beam aimin’ straight at you
Booted up, zooted, I don’t need no friends
I isolate, I contemplate ’cause suicide’s a threat
These demons talk, these demons chat, they talkin’ on my neck
That fuckin’ squad and ya set, and ya whole damn team
Ya’ll niggas pussy, ain’t no guessin’ what y’all gon’ fuckin’ be
‘Cause it’s that ’05 GY ’til a nigga can’t breathe, ayy
SUBJECTZ:
Ya’ll some stupid niggas, can’t fuck with these goofy niggas
Never gave a fuck so I rock with that tooly, nigga (Grrt, grrt)
Ya’ll boys move like ?
(Like ?)
Watch out, I maneuver ruthless (Ruthless)
Know I hang with’ a couple shooters (shooters)
Bust scripts, I might just lose it (Lose it)
Cops come, we playin’ stupid (Stupid)
Yo’ bitch-hold up, who’s bitch?
She blow me like she toothless (She toothless)
Niggas know the gang, we ruthless (Ruthless)
On the block, I keep like two sticks (Two sticks)
Get cash, count it up, prove it
Blue hunnids, I’ll throw it on yo’ bitch (Grrt, grrt)
These fuck boys claim they trappin’ hard so count it up (Ayy)
We run these blocks, we flippin’ work and keep them Rugers tucked (Yuh)
Oh, that’s ya bitch? She hit my line, she wanna suck me up
Ya’ll niggas mad, I’m countin’ cash and I don’t give a fuck
These fuck boys claim they trappin’ hard so count it up (Ayy)
We run these blocks, we flippin’ work and keep them Rugers tucked (Yuh)
Oh, that’s ya bitch? She hit my line, she wanna suck me up
Ya’ll niggas mad, I’m countin’ cash and I don’t give a fuck
$NOT:
See I’m a full runner, shot caller
Wet a nigga up, gunna’, nigga runnin’ so we fucked him up
Take my fuckin’ blade, I rip a nigga if he talkin’ tough
Bitch, I need that fuckin’ guap, so I fuckin’ count it up
All my niggas go gorillas, bitch, we posted with some sticks
All black, booted up, whole squad, shootin’ up
Shut the fuck up, bitch, I keep my fuckin’ tommy tucked
Bitch, I’m looking for the work, put a nigga on a shirt
?
my name, you on the dirt, make sure he don’t fuckin’ walk
If he talk, we heat him up, stuff him in the fuckin’ bag
Throw him in the fuckin’ trash, see me in yo’ fuckin’ block
Pull up with’ a beam and Glock every time he fuckin’ talk
Bitch, we make this shit hot, make a nigga body flop
Watch his body Milly Rock, nigga, you can’t fuckin’ hang
Nigga, you ain’t with the gang, if you talkin’ all that shit
We gon’ let it fuckin’ rain, ayy
Damn bro, fuck
