She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around
Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,
Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,
Best believe i'm leaving with more of those
This is the concrete
Or count sheep while you sleep
The girl give me da head count
I drive that all around
Well, probably, i lost count
Cause everytime yall come around
Struggling first class, headed for the runway
Count on myself like a castaway
This my album, and when your parents try to come around
Seeing as i can full mount your bitch too many times to count
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
I count 5 fingers between you and me
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