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Yeah, I count bands, I count lots, yeah
Banknotes, yeah, I got a lot
No, bitch, yeah, I want top
Stick on my hip, no opp
What's on my wrist? That's a clock
He see me, yeah, that's a lot
N***a right there, it's an opp
Countin' bands, n***a, don't stop
They say, "One, why are you rich?"
N***a, don't fight, got sticks
Pull up on a n***a with the blick
I keep a 'K on my hip
Walk in Barney's, I cop shit
Say, "Hello" to my bitch
Me and yo' bitch gettin' lit
She fuck with me, that's a must
Stank, n***a smell like must
Countin' bands, n***a, that's a must
Got yo' bitch on the low
These n***as stealin' my flow
Private jet, high as a crow