Текст песни Countin Blessings - Jmax

Goddamn this shit get hectic
I've been living too reckless
Turnt up man it aint no question
I'm just countin my blessings
Pop out bitch with a Lethal Weapon
223 it leave you breathless
Finna slide, finna send that message
Man I'm just counting these blessings

I just ran me up a bag, I thank God
Man I know these niggas mad, I'm like haha
I can't never go out sad, nigga na na
Got the rocket, gotta blast- Jimmy Neutron
I been on the same shit, what are you on?
These niggas aint got it, they aint shit
They shopping on Groupon
I think I terrify my enemies
Cause every time I pop out, they never do nun
Shorty tryna fight through textin
I can't talk bitch I'm busy
Yeah my schedule tied up
I aint lackin hoe its with me
Playing with me get tied up
So no, don't be acting iffy
Yeah don't fuck the vibe up
I brought the pressure
Ain't wastin no time gettin busy
These diamonds very special
I be talking that shit man, yeah you gotta feel me

Ran it up to the moon
(Gettin that bag, yeah I'm gettin that bag)
Ran it up to the moon
Ran it up to the moon
(Gettin that bag, yeah I'm gettin that bag)
Ran it up to the moon

Goddamn this shit get hectic
I've been living too reckless
Turnt up man it aint no question
I'm just countin my blessings
Pop out bitch with a Lethal Weapon
223 it leave you breathless
Finna slide, finna send that message
Man I'm just counting these blessings