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countin up - rtb mb lyrics

countin up lyrics
[intro: bandgang lonnie bands]
(j, this sh*t too crazy)
hey

[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands & rtb mb]
huh, we’ll get to chargin’ this b*tch up, bring your generator
we’ll get to chargin’ this b*tch up, huh, huh
we’ll get to throwin’ this sh*t up, we brought a lot of paper
we’ll get to throwin’ this sh*t up, huh, huh
d*mn, i done f*cked around and got a motherf*ckin’ paper cut
countin’ this sh*t up, huh, huh
d*mn, i done f*cked around and got a motherf*ckin’ paper cut
countin’ this sh*t up (n*gga)

[verse 1: rtb mb]
mb got that dog food, i was packin’ lunch
put another fully on that switch, it’s a pack*a*punch
all i wear is sbs, how the f*ck i trap in dunks?
swervin’ in them jet*skis, rollin’ up and passin’ runtz
f*ck this rap sh*t, like it’s christmas, we be wrappin’ punks
i be on the road with straight ‘bows, this ain’t cap’n crunch

[verse 2: the godfather]
i be in the mall buyin’ sh*t like i ain’t had enough
spendin’ twenty with the plug, tell him wrap it up
you can make a hundred out a brick if you add thе cut
i used to skip class and go and f*ck a b*tch right after lunch
pourin’ wocky in the crеam, mixed it up with purple punch
[verse 3: onfully]
i had to recount, i’m gettin’ paper cuts, this sh*t crack me up
in that two*seater [?][1:01], the hoes lappin’ up
feel like jay when i tell these hoes all i do is run it up
you an idiot if you ain’t tuned in, we all get loony stuff
out of town, get b*tches excited, know that’s just that groupie love

[verse 4: onfully, rtb mb & the godfather]
let me breathe, b*tches want my seed, throw her ten, beat
i got my glock hangin’ out my jeans, i’m on tmz
i ain’t dead, what the f*ck you think? i ain’t tmc
i feel like yak, ho, let me roll up, can’t be in peace
i got exotics and exotic hoes at the bnb
i’m in a rolls lookin’ at the stars, i’m in the galaxy
with a b*tch that’s a nine, servin’ bricks in tennessee
b*tch, you knew your role ‘fore we got entangled, why you mad at me?
another opp died, he checked out, another r.i.p.
out in public, drivin’ with my shades on, eazy e
b*tch said she wanna be alone, so i text her b*e*t
you take one, we take five, don’t sh*t slide, we play for keeps

[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, we’ll get to chargin’ this b*tch up, bring your generator
we’ll get to chargin’ this b*tch up, huh, huh
we’ll get to throwin’ this sh*t up, we brought a lot of paper
we’ll get to throwin’ this sh*t up, huh, huh
d*mn, i done f*cked around and got a motherf*ckin’ paper cut
countin’ this sh*t up, huh, huh
d*mn, i done f*cked around and got a motherf*ckin’ paper cut
countin’ this sh*t up

- rtb mb lyrics

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