Robb Bank$ - Counted (LA) lyrics

Shawty swing my way
And the sex ain't as good as
You made it out to be
No one special like I need to play the story
Mowed over this gold for all y'all
Boy you mean to tell me
Thought your bitch wouldn't cheat?
The ho beat my dick like paper over paper
Cover up my paper like the smart kid
I'm giving you a test nigga
Boy I was PMSin' the period's almost over
I ain't got to see you after this
We all got different schedules nigga
High school I fucked the baddest
Bitch at my high school
After high school I still had
Obligations like a man, but we cool
I'm cooler than the draft
That yo man practiced
Eating out of his hand like a Giraffe
While I'm thinking what I'm finna'
Do dinner, and babe pick, like the draft
I just want that bitch that
Used to text during class
JK we ain't wifing these hoes
JK but bitch we ain't friends
To you I'm just boy
Compound words ain't to be blurted out
She left her man to fuck a noun
Now move your mouth slow like
You tryna' sound it out
Money I been spending, bonds I severed
Relationships getting worse boy
Ties getting surfed
And aye counting, counting, I been counting
So let me give a update to
All the niggas still bumping counting

One year til' we dead my nigga
Two twins done counted all the bread my nigga
A hundred thousand racks I spent my nigga
Peekin' outside where I reside
Only result fire
Oh nigga, oh nigga they like
Bank$ you different now, i'm like oh nigga
Oh nigga, oh nigga what I said "Calendars is
Dead forget about that ho nigga"

And boy you with her now
But that bitch still mine
Still got iPhone icon quality
JPG's of that OOH!
These pussy niggas look spooked, boy BOO!
I'm inside that pink like Gotenks
So I call her Buu
And nigga you can take the credit Hercule
Mrs satan done seen angels
Tell you bout it nigga
You wouldn't believe boy
Me, live in a glass house
I'm gon' see and expose you
Bitch I got a secret for every
Nigga with a gold tooth
Ain't shit you can say to
Me, bury me a nigga
At least I look like zero
Wish i was still 4 years old and
My daddy was still my hero
I never lied though
Met a Zoe at 12 years old
That was daddy to me
Taught me everything that momma couldn't
And all of them infidelities cut
Up my former guardian
Couldn't bare to look at us
The alternative move momma, lil' bro
And me went down to the sea
Ask him if he raised a savage I bet he say
"It wasn't me" 18 years of the work face
Gated through the hustle
Still a Woodside nigga with
North Lauderdale muscle
Kicked out of Coral Springs High
Dropped out of Dave Thomas
Now my lil' bitch in college
Hollerin' "go back to school"
Talkin' my ear off bout how
Much she love her class leave her on campus
Way she make that shit
Sound better be Degrassi
Annoying as JT cause she young as
JV and keep with that gossip
And I get Rick’s book an tear a page
40 put you in a wheelchair make
You think about it after like
"Nothing Was The Same", you lil' Drakes
These action figure ass niggas look
Bout it but they break
Don't like me, scared of the new nigga
I'm Buzz Lightyear
And they just put me in a play and
I took over all of your space
I fucked y'all up, I said I
Fucked y'all up, burn y'all boys
Now you just sex toys
You left niggas with no face boy won't
Come back and visit his people
But he can't come
Barbie dolls y'all pussy with no features
These niggas on Instagram and think
They thumbin' through faces
2Phone made yo bitch hit airplane
Mode for the dick
Flyer than a tsuchikage in this bitch
Ya lil' bitch all my niggas out here living
Good smoking big blunts
Eating away at big breast
Like the cancers spreading
While I got that mosquito leg
Mostquito bite lady bug on my arm
That you just can't seem to hit