Count It (feat. Jack $hirak)

Bhad Bhabie

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    Blue bands in my luggage
    Wrist is bluebell with the ice hoe (ice hoe)
    20/20 vision, but
    I’m stevie to a price doe (price)
    Need that amg just for the summer
    I can’t ride slow (skrr)
    Everything is fire
    To these hatin hoes I’m ice cold (Ice)
    Blew the roof off of the rari
    Just cop me da crib
    Its big as a Stanley (what)
    They watching the kid like a nanny
    I’m cooking that shit gonna get me a Grammy
    Call my squad if its war
    They gone ride for me (ride)
    Still hold my own
    I don’t need no one to fight for me
    Bitch watch yo tounge
    Watch me win
    I’m on my run (on my run)
    You one and done
    Hoe can’t be me I’m one of one (one of one)
    Money kicked up
    Think I hit a brinks truck (whaa)
    Cuban link tucked
    Bands gone make my jeans bust (bitch)

    Count it
    Count it
    Count it
    Count it
    Really heavy shit
    Ion’t gotta check the balance
    It keep adding up
    Really gettin hard to count it (hoe)
    Count it (bitch)
    Count it (hoe)
    Count it (bitch)
    Count it (hoe)
    Really having shit
    Ion’t gotta check the balance
    It keep adding up
    Really gettin hard to count it (count it)

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    Balling crazy, yeah
    Wrist work cost me 80 yeah (whaa)
    Hoes be shady
    Plotting on me
    Tryna play me yeah (tryna play me)
    10 bands get a hoe knocked off (knocked off)
    Knock it off bitch we’ll pop out (pop out)
    You on my dick hoe hop off
    Copy dis drip ain't got sauce
    I make the bag work
    Digital dash vert (hoe)
    I get to the cash first
    Killing these hoes
    Any last words
    I’m really touching a grip
    Commas on commas
    I’m hustling bitch
    All of the racks huh
    What you say comin in muffled as shit (bitch)
    Speak up
    I’m running shit
    Can’t keep up
    Balance took a leap up
    Feel like that paper seek us
    Broke bitch seek help
    Bout that green like sea kelp
    Shorty see me she melt
    Face on my double G belt (haha)

    Count it
    Count it
    Count it
    Count it
    Really heavy shit
    Ion’t gotta check the balance
    It keep adding up
    Really gettin hard to count it (hoe)
    Count it (bitch)
    Count it (hoe)
    Count it (bitch)
    Count it (hoe)
    Really having shit
    Ion’t gotta check the balance
    It keep adding up
    Really gettin hard to count it

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