[Intro: Jerome with Eon Zero]
Mmm, yeah
Talk my shit
You know I talk my shit
You know
I
Ay
Goddamn!

[Verse 1: Jerome]
Okay I used to be upset like all the time because I hated life
Now I'm living great cause I do what I want
Don't take advice
Headaches in the morning
Close the blinds
I can't take the light
Child's barely paying rent but dressing like they famous
Yikes!
I don't give a fuck about
What you think so shut your mouth
How you spreading all that hate
While sleeping on yo momma's couch?
I don't understand this generation
Man it's such a joke
Took the knife out of my back
And went for all my hater's throats (Aye)
Yeah
Man I just do what I do
My momma used to pawn a ring to put some food on my spoon
My dad was never really round
But nowadays, man, we cool
My shawty looking like a snack
She keep me in the mood
And I ain't never gave a fuck
I don't play by the rules
I'm tryna drown up in this cash
I don't care bout no pools
Most these fellas claim they bout it
But they sound like some fools
Probably working at Home Depot
Man, these dudes are some tools
Yeah
Aye
This is real shit so pay attention
Spending every day
Ain't got no save
Need to learn my lesson
You know it's real when you can count your cash
And count your blessings
Always been the one to count it out
But now I'm counting benchmans
[Chorus: Jerome with Eon Zero]
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up (Talk that shit)
Aye, aye
Count it up (Talk that shit)
Aye, aye
Count it up
Aye, aye
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up
Aye, aye, yeah
Count it up

[Verse 2: Eon Zero]
Leveling up is the new flex
Grip so hard leave the booth wet
I am the future
No past tense
It's a full set
I don't stack tens
Yeah I'm cooking up like a sous-chef
Killer rapper's screaming "Who next?"
I've been feeling half a miles
I might need me a new jet
[Verse 3: Eon Zero]
I ain't came down since the last drop
Did a hundred K in a couple days
It's a playground on a mascot
But I'd run the place
Yeah I run the bank
I get laid like a mattress
Shawty as fine as an actress
And the boys' sick cause of coronavirus
Cause I grab the mic full of bat shit (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 4: Eon Zero]
You hate a lot but your music sucks
But the truth is if the shoe fits
Then maybe the reason you hate every artist
Cause you know that your flow is useless
I'm making ways from a pound and cake
You're my kind in the undertone
So hate on the kid while I'm making a million
Yo, feeding yo kids on my Summer shows

[Bridge: Eon Zero]
Count it up
Aye, aye
Count it up
[Verse 5: Eon Zero]
First round
Draft picked though
There isn't nobody that's stopping my goals
Curse crown pact in my soul
Burned holes all in my clothes
I called Jerome up, when he hit the phone he said
"Boy this shit gon blow!"
So we gon

[Chorus: Jerome with Eon Zero]
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up (Talk that shit)
Aye, aye
Count it up (Talk that shit)
Aye, aye
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up (You better count it)
Aye, aye
Count it up (You talk that shit)
Aye
Count it up
Bitch!