[Produced by Speaker Knockerz]

[Verse 1]
When I was a youngin', momma beat with the belt
Every day she asked what I'ma do with myself
I told her I wanna get rich and get a house up on the hills
Started juggin' for them bands, tryna stack a couple mil'
When I went to school, I used to wear the same clothes
They used to laugh and joke but now I'm fuckin' all these n***as' hoes
Patience was the key, now n***a, all my bitches bad
I just might send one of my hoes to come finesse you out your racks
Flexin, on these, n***as, pull up, in a, all black
If a, n***a, run up, wrong, we gon' lay his ass flat
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, parkin' lot, doin' donuts
Got your girl givin' brain, she deserves a diploma

[Hook]
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully, man, I don't give two fucks 'bout you
I can tell he broke 'cause he don't make no moves
Ridin' with them ratchets, better keep your cool
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully, man, I don't give two fucks 'bout you
I can tell he broke 'cause he don't make no moves
Ridin' with them ratchets, better keep your cool
[Verse 2]
I just made a juug of my iPhone (Skrrrt!)
I just fucked your bitch, made her walk home (Skrrrt!)
I just called my plug, need them quick racks (Skrrrt!)
I just turned a dollar into six racks (Skrrrt!)
I love countin' money, it's a fuckin' hobby (Let's get it)
See it and I want it, then I got to cop it
I be flippin' money like it's acrobatics (Beep)
I ain't with the talkin', get the automatic (Rahh, Rahh)

[Hook]
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully, man, I don't give two fucks 'bout you
I can tell he broke 'cause he don't make no moves
Ridin' with them ratchets, better keep your cool
Count up, count up, count up, all I wanna do
Truthfully, man, I don't give two fucks 'bout you
I can tell he broke 'cause he don't make no moves
Ridin' with them ratchets, better keep your cool