The Count
hunter phay
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One for the money and two for the show
Bitches waste ten on the chrome
Die for my name and I'll die for my home; my legacy written in stone
Huh
I'm on my own shit
Huh
I'm on my grown shit
Huh
I'm on my own shit
Huh
I'm on my grown shit
Huh
Tell em' I'm rich no crypto trying to find God
I'm downright sinful, woah
Food in my belly, I been full
King of the web and slice like I'm Kimbo, uh
I don't know nothing bout no one
I body the bigots and live for the moment
Composing, you posers is nothing but cap
Been grinding them up for' I smoke em' like pack, huh
Smell the aroma
(Smell the aroma)
Bite like a cobra
(Bite like a cobra)
I'm on my Yoda
(I'm on my Yoda)
I'm on my Sosa
(I'm on my Sosa)
Outta my coma
(Outta my coma)
Fuck up the quota
(Fuck I done told ya)
I'm on my Yoda
(I'm on my Yoda)
I'm on my Sosa
(Yeah yeah)
Three for the glamour and four for the glow
Waste twenty four on my phone... ring
Raising a glass and I'm giving a toast
Humble the bitches that's broke
Shit it been freezing, it's cold, I'm packing a coat
I'm on my cold shit
Winning the whole chip
I'm on my cold shit
Huh, huh
Pull up I go and I'm rapping for something
I'm heavy on ground, but I float like I'm nothing
I'm holding it down like I don't know what up is
I'm riding a cloud just to get to the sun
And I'm living my life, I just take it by day
Don't deal with strife, I just throw it away
Jacket not satin, it's leather
Y'all fresh as to death?
Well I think that I'm fresher, woah
Tell em' I'm rich no crypto trying to find God
I'm downright sinful, woah
Food in my belly, I been full
King of the web and slice like I'm Kimbo, uh
I don't know nothing bout no one
I body the bigots and live for the moment
Composing, you posers is nothing but cap
Been grinding them up for' I smoke em' like pack, huh
Smell the aroma
(Smell the aroma)
Bite like a cobra
(Bite like a cobra)
I'm on my Yoda
(I'm on my Yoda)
I'm on my Sosa
(I'm on my Sosa)
Outta my coma
(Outta my coma)
Fuck up the quota
(Fuck I done told ya)
I'm on my Yoda
(I'm on my Yoda)
I'm on my Sosa
(Yeah yeah)
Five for my pride I roll seven's in bed
Eight for the late and the great and the dead
Nine for my baby but she been a ten
Hop out a rover to get in a Benz
Straighten my posture, I'm dodging the trends
Twelve for my health and my wealth and my friends
Popping my collar got Dollars and Yens
King of my world and I'm making it bend
Flashing I'm passing my moments
Wrapped in the past but surrounded my omens
Putting these tracks into motion
Bringing it back and I'm causing commotion
Stirring shit up like a potion
Twenty to thirty at forty I'm coasting
Fifty to family a hundred to spend
I'm counting forever again and again
Woah
One for the money and two for the show
Three for the glamour and four for the glow
Five for my pride I roll sevens in bed
Eight for the late and the great and the dead
Nine for my baby but she been a ten
Twelve for my health and my wealth and my friends
Fifty to family a hundred to spend
Counting forever again and again