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Countin
11
Hip-Hop/Rap
Countin was released on December 8, 2020 by RBE Llegendary / EMPIRE as a part of the album Jupiter
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AlbumJupiter
Release DateDecember 8, 2020
LabelRBE Llegendary / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yhung T.O.
Yhung T.O.
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
razyyy
razyyy
Producer

Lyrics

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 ten bands on a rug
Just to make her feet feel good
Long as she make me feel good
I ain't worried 'bout no ****
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
**** be gossipin' more than these hoes
Errything 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 **** don't come around often
Smoke more weed than a garden
**** thought he slid, we parked it
**** ain't make it no farther
Ran my shit way up
Extortion, ****, pay up
Clip too long, can't tuck
**** 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 **** broke and can't get fixed, baby, so wassup?
Caught a **** 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
Oh, that Michael Jackson got you thinkin' that ya bad, yeah
Cut the head off the snake and left that body in a trash can
And I been that ****, why ya cappin'?
Roll up zombie, ooh, I think we got some action
Doing a hunnid on the freeway, I'm smashin'
Only take a shot to put a **** in a casket, yeah
**** thinkin' that we playin'
Ain't heard nothin' that they sayin'
Lil' Glock on me, in my pants
Lil' ass pants and it came from Japan
Still a leave a lil' **** where he stand
Just for thinking this a game with me
Went and put a bigger pointers on my neck just so they could see
I ain't that **** to fuck with, nerves too bad, I bust quick
Tired of **** sayin' they my brother on some fuck shit
****, 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 ten bands on a rug
Just to make her feet feel good
Long as she make me feel good
I ain't worried 'bout no ****
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
**** be gossipin' more than these hoes
Errything 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
**** be gossipin' more than these hoes
Errything 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
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