Текст песни Count Up - Rich Homie Quan feat. Young Thug & Birdman

Re-up out my bank, trip out my bank
(Okay!)
We Got London on da Track
I got lots of haters
I spend sheets of paper, I need me some paper
Famo need that flavor, we gon′ get it by any means
I'ma stay straight like a spleen, I′m your majesty, you're the diva
You after, hey boy
You know I'm bout my paper, you know I′m bout my team
You know I′m bout my family, if I don't make it in a instant
I put her down with my clique, I got a bad bitch that talk shit
I know the Freeband Gang from that six, I started switching lanes in that bitch
Smoking indo, nigga stay in, Mannie Fresh pimping in the play pen
Nigga having bubble eye lens in a muthafucking new Benz
Japanese chopper with the double twins, it ain′t safe in that water
And I am the new Prada (count up)
1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
All my bloods, they surviving off us
Imma ride for the cause, I might be bad like a boss
I might end up down with my clique, laugh at hoes with my bitch
Pappadeux's with her lips, love is heavy, like a ship
Yeahhh oh fuckkk
Baby do your thang for me
Baby do your thang for me, ayy
When on that bullshit she just casually...
Baby girl I swear
If you can′t stand no more I'm gon give that ass a chair
I do her wrong and I know she gon′ still be there
Big dog when I lay down like a bear
Tell a nigga cut the plug
Then I send a nigga to the sky with it, a nigga lose his life in my business
Bustin' on her thigh with it, bring paper, nigga know you need supplies with it
Thinking 'bout running off, you′ll die with it (YEAH)
Never say no baby, do it (YEAH)
I want ravioli-oli at the stay in, laughing at these niggas like a baby (YEAH)
Can′t see me like the muthafuckin' shoe that a bride wearing
And I′m a shark nigga, stay in, it ain't safe in that water
No
1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
All my bloods, they surviving off us
Imma ride for the cause, I might be bad like a boss
I might end up down with my clique, laugh at hoes with my bitch
Pappadeux′s with her lips, love is heavy, like a ship
Yeahhh oh fuckkk
Baby do your thang with me
Baby do your thang with me, ayy
When on that bullshit she just casually
How she dress casually
And pull up on that BS
(Yeah yeah yeah)
I don't know how she do this shit
Everytime she get pissed
She looks so sexy
I don′t know, I don't know
I don't know, I don′t know
I don′t know, I say I don't know
I don′t know
Outro: birdman
Fuck with me nigga
Y'll understand me
Just like that boy
Red light district
Overseas getting this money
High life
Y′ll understand me
Niggas flavour all Tha hunnid
Big money shit nigga
YSL rich gang boy
Yeah
I see you nigga
Yeah, all my haters niggas
All my 44 nigga
305 nigga
504 nigga
And all our bitches
All our riches
Yeah, Big money and all this bitches
Yeah. uptown my nigga
We them niggas
We them boys
Blat
One thousand
We know y' I′m with it
Overseas nigga
Red light district
White lights.