This is a song about "Count on you"

I count 5 fingers between you and me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count

Stop before you respond, my lryical rhyme, just killed you bitches for the count

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

When she finds out you can't even count up to three,

Jaw don't work no more, can you count?

I drive that all around

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Blankets around me, two if you count my skin

3 if you count my sin, because it envelops me

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Some hosting dude tryna get the head count.