This is a song about "Count"

The way we used to count up to three

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Or count sheep while you sleep

Swear i will murk any beat

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Count on myself like a castaway

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

It dont say it doesnt count if you recite it in bars

To come and change my life around

The girl give me da head count

The body count is the physical proof

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count.

Everytime you come around