Counted (LA) Lyrics & Tabs by Robb Bank$
Counted (LA)
guitar chords lyrics
Shawty swing my way, and the sex aint as good as you made it out to be
No one special like I need to play the story
Moved over this gold for yall
Boy you mean to tell me thought yo bitch wasnt cheap?
the hoe beat my dick like paper over paper
Cover up my paper like the smart kid Im giving you a test nigga
Boy I was PMSin the periods almost over
I aint got to see you after this we all got different schedules nigga
High school I fucked the baddest bitch at my high school
After high school I still had obligations like a man, but we cool
Im cooler than the draft that yo man practiced eating out of his hand like a giraffe
While Im thinking what Im finna do dinner and babe pick, like the draft
I just want that bitch that used to text during class
JK we aint whiffing these hoes, JK but bitch we aint friends to you Im just boy
Compound words aint to be blurted out, she left her man to fuck her now
I just want that bitch that used to text during class
JK we aint whiffing these hoes, JK but bitch we aint friends to you Im just boy
Compound words aint to be blurted out, she left her man to fuck her now
Now move your mouth slow like you tryin sound it out
Money I been spending, bonds I severed
Relationships getting worse boy, ties getting surfed
And aye counting, counting, I been counting
So let me give a update to all the niggas still bumping counting
One year till we dead my nigga, two twins done counted all the bread my nigga
A hundred thousand racks I spent my nigga
Peekin outside where I reside only result fire
Oh nigga, oh nigga they like Bank$ you different now, Im like oh nigga
Oh nigga, oh nigga what I said Calendars is dead forget about that ho nigga
And boy you with her now, but that bitch still mine
Still got iPhone . quality JPGs of that ohh!
These pussy niggas lil spooks, boy Boo!
Im inside that pink like Gotenks so I call her Buu
And nigga you can take the credit Hercule
Mrs. Satan done seen angels, tell you bout it nigga you wouldnt believe boy
Me, live in a glass house, Im gon see and expose you
Bitch I got a secret for every nigga with a cold tooth
Aint shit you can say to me, bury me a nigga, at least I look like zero
Was shy, still four years all and my daddy was still my hero
I never lied though, met a Zo at 12 years old
That was daddy to me, taught me everything that momma couldnt
And all of them infidelities cut up my former guardian
Couldnt bare to look at us
The alternative move momma, lil bro and me went down to the sea
Ask him if he raised a savage I bet he say, It wasnt me
18 years of the work face gated through the hustle
Still a woodside nigga with North Lauderdale muscle
Kicked out of Coral Springs High, dropped out of Dade Thomas
Now my lil bitch in college hollerin go back to school
Talkin my ear off bout how much she love her class
Leave her on campus, way she make that shit sound better be Debrassi
Annoying as JT cause she young as JB and keep with that gossip
And I get Ricks book an tear a page
40 put you in a wheelchair make you think about it after like
Nothing was the same you lil Drakes
These actions figure ass niggas look bout it but they break
Dont like me, scared of the new nigga, Im Buzz Lightyear
And they just put me in a play and I took over all of your space
I fucked yall up, I said I fucked yall up, burn yall boys, now you just sex toys,
You left niggas with no face boy wont come back and visit his people
But he cant come, Barbie dolls yall pussy with no features
These niggas on Instagram and think they tell me to, face it
2 phone major, bitch hit airplane mode
.flyer than a in this bitch, ya lil bitch
All my niggas out here living good smoking big blunts
Seen a way that big breast like the cancers spreading
While I got that mosquito leg, mosquito bite lady bug on my arm
That you just cant seem to hit
One year till we dead my nigga, two twins done counted all the bread my nigga
A hundred thousand racks I spent my nigga
Peekin outside where I reside only result fire
Oh nigga, oh nigga they like Bank$ you different now, Im like oh nigga
Oh nigga, oh nigga what I said Calendars is dead forget about that ho nigga
