Mango Foo - Counting Figures lyrics

[Chorus: YRN Murk] I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down [Verse 1: YRN Murk] I'm back on the block, spend it again ni**a start crying [?] [?] aim for your head You don't think that I know that you work for the feds Subtweeting, I can never say names These ni**as grew up as lames 223 bullits leave pain Fat fuc, you can't run from these flames Slowed up, b*tch I'm pouring up lean Red city ni**as drinking green 15 shooters geeked up on the bean AR 15 clear out the scene 357 [?] You looking for me, I'm [?] We get it poppin, we get it shaken Sticks come out, they turning to baken You flexin that bankroll, Imma take it I know they hating, I'm in the latest 1500 dollars just for [?] [?] designer, that sh*t is boring The bando [?] come and get you [?] [?] my trap, I'm living in here He in the car, but I know he gon tell I ain't with it,drop me off at the shell [Chorus: YRN Murk] I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down [Verse 2: Mango Foo] I ain't got time, I made up my mind I'm doing fine, came from nickles and dimes I did the crime, so I had to do time Slanging [?] think I had every kind He undercover, heard he talked to the [?] [?] then he fired Bad b*tch got good mouth, she hired Sleeping on a hundred K when I'm tired No I don't feed into lies In the kitchen, I bake with them pies Can't talk too much, b*tch I'm high He want beef, he lunch, he get fried Need my money like [?] Trappin like church on a Sunday I done made a hundred plays on one way Choppin the block down, I'm a [?] ni**as won't back down like [?] I count up the hunchos, I reload and unload I walk with the 9, rondo Pull up with them sticks, so [?] [?] serving serial I get the commas like [?], whoa Clean clothes, he gonna fold G's role, like 50 K or more [Chorus: YRN Murk] I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down [Verse 3: Duke Deuce] Chopper tucked in the couch I'm a big G with no [?] I put money on my enomies, I get to [?] Still in VIP, go rage with the hoes Few bands on the J's on my toes [?] tell him hold it Ice up on my wrist, cause I froze it Duke Duice, I'm a beast on the beat Hellcat [?] I was on the grind, I ain't sleeping all week I was on the bottom, now they looking up to me [?] ni**as ain't street I'm a real chief, I ain't praying on the week Nightmare a ni**a, bring hell where he sleep I ain't blind,but I don't see a ni**a fu*king with me [?] Thug a b*tch out off the Perkasit [?] that's on the set [?] check [?] [?] don't trust [?] I'm trouble, but I realy mean to be humble [?] [Chorus: YRN Murk] I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down I ain't got time for these ni**as And I ain't got time for no b*tch I'm up, counting them figures I'm counting my figures You broke, you tryna [?] I got them bags, send them out This track will make you change the rout Chopper let loose, you better lay down