[Verse 1]
OWell n***a
Got that pound out the whole cell, bring your b**h to that hotel, but you know them f**ing hoes tell
Any weight, cause I'm moving like a ton, make sure you got your gun, run Ricky better run, you look like my little son
Call back, fall back, b**h snitch f**ing all that, count twenty need it all back, rob a n***a n***a, n***a need all that
All that talking get you touch n***a, gossiping and talking on the net n***a
Here you when step though, counting cash, yeah my b**h keep me fresh though
I'm just talking on the track, got my Harlem gettie got my back
My n***a front then we coming back, Harlem like a diplomat
Its A$AP in this b**h, TyY bout to start some sh**
Bullets tryna sound like a hundred clips, you know who you f**ing with
[Hook x4]
Running with the savages (OW-we-well)
Cause triggers down with the sevens (OW-we-well)
[Verse 2]
Close range with the solo shot, chop you down no photo crop
Shoot a n***a out his polo top, Pacquiao the way Otto dropped
But I an't talking about a fight n***a, I'm talking bout you fighting for life n***a
OWell n***a
My team gives two f**s, riding with them K's like I'm Ku-Kluxs, b**h n***as stop acting you to tough
Hit em' with the steel, make em' bruise up, hit the bank f** the rent we tryna move up
Need a crib with about a six story up, got my n***as get the lean, pour me up
Hit a lick, hit my n***a Relli up
Meet me at the Heightsless counting money up
[Bridge]
Count that money up
n***a count that money up
n***a count that money up
n***a count that money up
[Hook]