Текст Rico Nasty – Countin Up
Текст:
Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I’m on my way
Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I’m on my way
The fuck? Bitch I’m coming the fuck?
Woah! Kenny! Yeah!
I’m the bitch with the long hair and the top off
Talk tough, like a bottle top, we twist your top off
Had to hit the turn quick, just to get the narcs off
I»m the real deal, shawty, and you just the knock off
Pop it up no Coca Cola, I’m the one that pop off
Hit me on my Motorola if you need some narcos
I’ve been working every day, no I ain’t never call off
Talking shit on Instagram, that pistol make you log off
It’s upsetting that these bitches think they better than me
I got the bar too high, and it’s hard to beat
Gucci shades, head dark, so it’s hard to see
The easy part is getting money but it’s hard to keep
I know you seeing that I am busy, so don’t bother me
Like I passed every test, and it slaughtered me
You a stunt double, shawty, you a wanna be
See me on the scene, you know that I charged a fee
Like!
What, what, what, what, what, what
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What, what, what, what, what, what
It don’t matter ’cause I’m steady countin’ up
What, what, what, what, what, what
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What, what, what, what, what, what
It don’t matter ’cause I’m steady countin’ up
You can never handle a bitch like me
If you touch my wrist then your hand gon’ freeze
Beggin’ for the kitty on his hands and knees
Who you frontin’ on? Come on girl, I know you a rookie
You got some followers, so what, do you want you a cookie?
I got promoters throwin’ shows so they can say that they booked me
When I walk up in the mall, they be turnin’ and lookin’
No race, I went easy ’cause the pace I been pushin’
In the storm, like a chef, they like, «Rico, what you cookin’?»
Probably one of these bitches’ heads, I’m better than all the rest
No this is not a drill, oh, this shit is not a test
If you need to roll out, catch you actin’ too hesitant
I bet you can’t count all this money that I just spent
They singin’ to the feds like they Jazmine Sullivan
My racks too big, I just popped my rubber band
What, what, what, what, what, what
Bitches on my dick, so what
What, what, what, what, what, what
It don’t matter ’cause I’m steady countin’ up
What, what, what, what, what, what
Bitches on my dick, so what
What, what, what, what, what, what
It don’t matter ’cause I’m steady countin’ up
Альбом
Rico Nasty – Nasty
