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counted - argo (prod) lyrics

[intro]
walk in the stu and i pop my sh*t n*gga you know how it go
(whoa, b*tch)

[chorus: macafreshie]
hey
walk in the stu and i pop my sh*t n*gga you know how it go
29 i’m cold hearted told that b*tch to go by the flow
20,000 on a chrome heart chain 2,000 on a coat
i asked that b*tch what you want
she said she wanted my soul
she said i’m wet like the boat
told her my diamonds don’t float
she said she love me but i don’t think that this b*tch even know
how a real n*gga get down
i’m nothing like these n*ggas from town
sauga city on the map
she came over she lost her frown

[verse 1: kwazii]
whoa
went to sauga just to link maca cuz you know we had to run it up
told my bro i need foreign whip just to put the records in the front
b*tch i’m a stoner and a shooter
what that mеan may end up in your blunt
whoa, beat that b*tch down from the back
yеah, still got my hand on her b*tt
just like in trenches bring n*ggas outside
whoa, i float out this cup i could glide
whoa, i’m mixing my drugs almost died
yeah, took roxie and came back alive
them n*ggas was talking, they dead, deceased, they gone
that n*gga dun died
whoa, (?) swinging in the sky
make him believe he can fly
[verse 2: zayscension]
why these p*ssy n*ggas acting like they won’t get smacked off
letting the gas off, you be missing n*ggas from your rollcall
i did this with out y’all
so don’t worry bout why i’m so closed off
she take her clothes off
she want a n*gga who gon get her rocks off
real n*ggas all around, but they hard to find, but i know they there for sure
i know that she was yours, when she came around
i can give her back, for sure
care what should be wine, eyes up ahead
makeup from the nasty lows
f*cking this b*tch she a nasty hoe
i can seem to find many reasons these n*ggas get lost in time
shawty had the baddest
said she need no n*gga
benihana see the process
yeah, she get a bit undressed
someones gon pull up that sundress
now she need me or can’t function
she want give me h*lla suction
new margela machiavelli spin them bars spaghetti
n*ggas talking sh*t but see me and they never ready
might take her to telly, take down play off that celly

[chorus: macafreshie]
walk in the stu and i pop my sh*t n*gga you know how it go
29 i’m cold hearted told that b*tch to go by the flow
20,000 on a chrome heart chain 2,000 on a coat
i asked that b*tch what you want
she said she wanted my soul
she said i’m wet like the boat
told her my diamonds don’t float
she said she love me but i don’t think that this b*tch even know
how a real n*gga get down
i’m nothing like these n*ggas from town
sauga city on the map
she came over she lost her frown

- argo prod lyrics

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