Danny Brown - Counterfeit lyrics

I'm feelin' kinda sick
Shorty cause my last flip got
Hit with some counterfeit whole damn hundred
Must of been desperate
Be out here bein' greedy
So the line I didn't check it
So I'm sittin' in the spot
Countin' on my knot
Pistol on the flo' while I'm
Sittin' on the couch then I heard a knock
I know this bet' not i was so damn excited I
Forgot to grab the Glock
Snatched open the do' gave my dawg the nod
And pieced his ass up while he
Was reachin' for that do' nob
Grabbed his head and kneed him in his chin
Put 'em in a headlock, kicked him in the shin
Got him on the ground hands on the throat
But guess what the fuck this
Nigga started reachin' fo'?
Lucky for me my nigga peeped him
Changed the moment cause at that very point
Shit went in slow motion
Picked up the heater cocked that bitch back
Squeezed two times saw a real bright flash
"Tat tat" then the fiend started screamin'
Ran out the apartment with
His right calf leakin' then we chase after
Heater still smokin'
Caught him in the alley and
Let that bitch open "Tat tat"
He squeezed two mo' at my man
And next thing we heard he gettin'
Picked up in an ambulance next day
Chillin' feelin' proper
We just smokin' some Mustafah
Hash in it, and we ain't even mention it
Around this time playin' 2K1
We were so young and dumb dawg
We even kept the gun
And if we got caught dawg
We would've got hung