Текст песни Count It Out - Weiland

Ginseng!

Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around

Don't know why these people actin' like they know me (Know me)
I'm losin' my soul to this damn codeine (To the codeine)
Hit the Prada store, I got the bands on me (On me)
And I got a green beam for you green beans
Never play around, I keep that .40 on me
I got bust down VV's on my AP
She a bad bitch, go and put that pussy on me (On me)
I'm up in the club, I was fuckin' up the scene (Yeah)
Racks bustin' out of these Number (N)ine jeans (In the jeans)
I came with the drip, some can't understand (Understand)
Baby wanna fuck me 'cause I got the bands (Bands)
On a private jet, do not wanna land (Wanna land)
He a broke boy, yeah, he just a fan (Just a fan)
Baby, I'ma put you in designer brands
Fly out Fashion Week, pullin' up to France (Yeah)
Last year I was broke, now my diamonds dance (Yeah)

Cash out for you, I would cash out, yeah
Racks out, tell 'em, "Bring the racks out," yeah
Cash out for you, I would cash out, yeah
Racks out, tell 'em, "Bring the racks out," yeah

Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around