Countin - Yhung T.O.

Clutchin' on the Glock like I wish he would

You ain’t gotta trip, you know we good

Ran it up straight out the mud

Fuck around and spend 10 bands on a rug

Just to make her feet feel good

Long as she make me feel good

I ain’t worry 'bout no nigga

Watch me count my figures

I don’t want him 'round, he ain’t livin' by the code

I don’t wanna meet up where he chose

Niggas be gossipin' more than these hoes

Everything white, I don’t really like gold, basic

Pull up in a new Benz, racin'

Smokin' some shit, exotic, faded

He don’t want to give it up, good, take it

Heard he want five for the drop, paid it

Real niggas don’t come around often

Smoke more weed than a garden

Nigga thought he slid, we parked it

Niggas ain’t make it no farther

Ran my shit way up

Extortion, nigga, pay up

Clip too long, can’t tuck

Nigga get too close, get touched

I ain’t gon' say who said it, but I heard you like it rough

All that commenting he did, but I know that you ain’t tough

Your nigga broke and can’t get fixed, baby, so wassup?

Caught a nigga with his kid, boy, ya runnin' out of luck

Now if I catch your ass again, that’s your ass, yeah

I could tell it was some friction from the past, yeah

Ooh, that Michael Jackson got you thinkin' that ya bad, yeah

Cut the head off the snake and left that body in a trashcan (Yeah, yeah)

And I been that nigga, why ya cappin'? (Yeah, yeah)

Roll up zombie, ooh, I think we got some action (Yeah, yeah)

Doing 100 on the freeway, I’m smashin' (Yeah)

Only take a shot to put a nigga in a casket, yeah

Niggas thinkin' that we playin', ain’t heard nothin' that they sayin'

Glock on me, in my pants,

ass pants and it came from Japan

Still a leave a lil' nigga where he stand just for thinking this a game with me

Went and put a bigger

on my neck just so they could see

I ain’t that nigga to fuck with, nerves too bad, I bust quick

Tired of sayin' they my brother on some fuck shit

Nigga, I just put a new chain on my neck and I won’t touch it

Chopper bullets get to flyin', boy, I hope that you could run quick

Clutchin' on the Glock like I wish he would

You ain’t gotta trip, you know we good

Ran it up straight out the mud

Fuck around and spend 10 bands on a rug

Just to make her feet feel good

Long as she make me feel good

I ain’t worry 'bout no nigga

Watch me count my figures

I don’t want him 'round, he ain’t livin' by the code

I don’t wanna meet up where he chose

Niggas be gossipin' more than these hoes

Everything white, I don’t really like gold, basic

Pull up in a new Benz, racin'

Smokin' some shit, exotic, faded

He don’t want to give it up, good, take it

Heard he want five for the drop, paid it

I don’t want him 'round, he ain’t livin' by the code

I don’t wanna meet up where he chose

Niggas be gossipin' more than these hoes

Everything white, I don’t really like gold, basic

Pull up in a new Benz, racin'

Smokin' some shit, exotic, faded

He don’t want to give it up, good, take it

Heard he want five for the drop, paid it