[Intro: Tana]
Baby what you doin? (Yeah)

[Chorus: Tana]
Baby what you doin'? (Doin'?)
I'm tryna come through
Only in your city for the night so what's the move?
I know you fuck with shitty kind of guys, I know the truth
But bae I'm like a different type of guy to tell the truth
I'm a rich ass young n***a, count six figures
Count seven figures

[Verse 1: Tana]
What's you body count?
Have you downed seven n***as or less? (Or less baby)
She tryna relive my stress
Tote rounds inside my chest
She bound to be impressed
When she see the racks I'm counting up
I'm 15 years old and I'm traveling
These internet trolls, they be battling
Bitch I'm out the way and I'm settling, for real

[Verse 2: Hardrock]
For real
I just be countin' for real
I just be countin' for real
18 years old doing deals, 18 years old seein deals
Band stills, dollar bills
I sip my red like NyQuil
I just want the cash for real, I just wanna catch a [?]
I just count these bills
Told that boy bet a rackie on it
But he ain't got that for real
Tote that stick with the switches on it
I swear I'm ready to kill
All my boys do is pop opps
All my boys do is crack seals
[Chorus: Tana]
Baby what you doin'? (Doin'?)
I'm tryna come through
Only in your city for the night so what the move?
I know you fuck with shitty kind of guys, I know the truth
But bae I'm like a different type of guy to tell the truth
I'm a rich ass young n***a, counting six figures
Counting seven figures