This is a song about "Count"

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

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

And its simple as that baby

The way we used to count up to three

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

What are you doing, learning to count syllables?

Start piling up the body count, man im the blood thirsty count,

And put another half a mil in my bank account

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Seeing as i can full mount your bitch too many times to count

I count 5 fingers between you and me

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Best believe ima count bankroll, fuck and pass hoes,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most