This is a song about "Countless"

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Countless bitches like spree shop, connect like free spot/

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Telling countless lies/ i wont front , so they lock me up/

I've tried it countless times yet and again

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

Making them slaves for countless days implementing their fate,

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

The system ruined my life/ by telling countless lies/ how did i miss this , my

Fight in countless wars until your feelings can unravel.

Cover of the washington post, solbiato apparel

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits