Текст песни Numbers - Tony Lxve , BigMars

One, two, three, four, five, I ain't letting up i don't show signs.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, I don't fuck with twelve I don't like them
Eleven, thirteen, fourteen, I hold it down for my whole team
Fifteen and sixteen, thats a young Mars with a big dream
One, two, three, four, five, I ain't letting up i don't show signs.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, I don't fuck with twelve I don't like them
Eleven, thirteen, fourteen, I hold it down for my whole team
Fifteen and sixteen, thats a young Mars with a big dream

Black jeans black, hoodie on they might shoot me for the color of my skin tone
Lean back, no seatbelt on car is bumping loud I can't hear the ringtone
They might pull me over just cus, they don't love us they don't trust us
Fuck em all we don't trust fuzz and they hold these like a trust fund
All my days feeling real long
Gotta bae look like Nia Long
And she's black and white like it's Sia on
Too hot to handle when i see her on
Said I'm coming back, I won't be that long
She said baby I don't wanna be alone
She know the lyrics to all my songs
Got me thinking has it really been that long
I had to show em who run it, making a statement at every show
Im only accepting blue hundreds, they're matching the mood what I'm feeling hoe
Can't get a high i been sitting low, don't even matter how much I smoke
I be numb as fuck i can't feel my toes, only commas u get be the comatose
Can't wait till they begging for more though
Bakery open got more dough
Pull up with hoes in a four door
Im spreading my wings let me soar hoe
Pull up and skurt on yo momma
Im eating the beat Benihana
Want me to get right behind her
Im making her hot like a sauna, uh

One, two, three, four, five, I ain't letting up i don't show signs.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, I don't fuck with twelve I don't like them
Eleven, thirteen, fourteen, I hold it down for my whole team
Fifteen and sixteen, thats a young Mars with a big dream

One, two, three, four, five, pull up with my niggas hope ya'll wanna die
Aye, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, running out of time until they let me in
My girl thick and she lesbian but she'll let me hit and hit her friend
I'm a gentlemen, so I respect the game but I'd kill these lames till a nigga win
Aye eleven, twelve, nah nigga fuck it I'm just coming you
Large army keep them by the hundreds, guns on me bout to get the gunning
I'm with trill niggas everybody wanted, know my time is coming so I focus on it
And ain't no cutting corners Imma fornicate on these pussy rappers
And cut the cake when I kill these bastards
Like one day
Gun play
Wait till I hop the jet, I do not see who is next
I gotta get it on gang, I gotta get it on gang
We gone bust out of the frame
I got my foot on they neck, I got my foot on they neck and that's off of the rip
Nigga, who harder than this, point em out so we can toe to toe
Bitch, fuck em