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Danny Wolf - Count Up lyrics

Count Up lyrics

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Danny Wolf - Count Up lyrics

[Intro] Uh, uh (Yeah) NLE, you know how we do that sh*t NLE, ni**a, Choppa (Haha) (Danny, I see you) I got four pockets full though (Ayy, Dil) Shoutout to Baby Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] Bankroll on Crip, I'm counting up blues I be C'd down, Chanel on my shoes My diamonds they wet, they come out the pool (Splash) My attitude mean, they sayin' I'm rude (Yeah, yeah) They know I'm on top, they want me to flop (No) Every time that I drop, the streets get hot (Hot, hot, hot) Hot as the summer You a worker, you a runner I'm callin' the shots like a ni**a Obama [Chorus] Every time that I walk in the room (The room) She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove) Shе said that ni**a too smooth (Too smooth) She lovin' the way I maneuvеr (Maneuver) She love to cheat on her dude (Her dude) And then I call her a Uber (Wait, hold up) She was on some setup sh*t so I had to shoot her (Yeah, grrah) [Verse 2] Ayy, pop me a Perc', it go down my throat (Yeah) It sit in my belly and then it float (Perc') Stick to the script just like a pastor (Yeah) Put kids on her lip, then I turn to a ba*tard I ride with my gun, it came with a drum (Drum) Shoot him in his head, it knock off his tongue (Grrah) Put a hole in his body, I took out his lungs (Bah, bah, bah) He tried to run, now his legs is gone [Chorus] Every time that I walk in the room (The room) She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove) She said that ni**a too smooth (Too smooth) She lovin' the way I maneuver (Maneuver) She love to cheat on her dude (Her dude) And then I call her a Uber (An Uber) She was on some setup sh*t so I had to shoot her (I had to shoot her) [Interlude] Yeah, haha The b*tch was on some setup ship, I had to pop the ho, you heard NLE, yeah, haha Ayy, let me say something just like this (Top Shotta) Aye, yeah, yeah [Verse 3] Trap phone ringing, I gotta make a serve (Ring, ring) Pure cocaine 'cause we trafficking them birds (Birds) My b*tch, she so gangster, put my Glock up in her purse (Her purse) I bet when I blast it, that motherfu*ker burst (Grrah) [Outro] Yeah, NLE (Uh, uh) (Danny, I see you)