Count up (feat. NLE Choppa)

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (NLE)
Yeah (I always do that shit)
NLE, nigga (Haha)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Danny, I see you)
I got four pockets full though
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Ayy, Danny, you did that?)
Shoutout to Baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Like Ball on Crip, I'm countin' up blues
I be deep down, Chanel on my shoes
My diamonds, they wet, they come out the pool
My attitude mean, they sayin' I'm rude
They know I'm on top, they want me to flop
Every song that I drop, the streets get hot
Hot as the summer
You a worker, you a runner
I'm callin' the shots like a nigga on Baller

Every time that I walk in the room (The room)
She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove)
She sayin' a nigga too smooth (Too smooth)
She lovin' the way I maneuver (Maneuver)
She love that she know her due (Her due)
And then I call her a Uber (Uber)
She was on some set-up shit (Yeah)
So I had to shoot her (I had to shoot her)

Ayy, pop me a Perc', it go down my throat
It sit in my belly and then it flow
Stick to the script just like a pastor
Put kids on her lip, then I turn to a bastard
I ride with my gun, it came with a drum
Shoot him in his head, then knock off his tongue
Put a hole in his body, I took out his lungs
He tried to run, now his legs is gone

Every time that I walk in the room (The room)
She feelin' my style and my groove (My groove)
She sayin' a nigga too smooth (Too smooth)
She lovin' the way I maneuver (Maneuver)
She love that she know her due (Her due)
And then I call her a Uber (Uber)
She was on some set-up shit
So I had to shoot her (I had to shoot her)

Yeah, haha
Lil' bitch on some set-up shit, I had to pop the ho, yeah
NLE, ahaha
Ayy, let me tell you somethin' just like this
Ayy, yeah, yeah

Trap phone ringin', I gotta make a serve (Ring, ring)
Pure cocaine 'cause we traffickin' them birds (Birds)
My bitch, she so gangster, put my Glock up in her purse (Her purse)
I bet when I blast it, that motherfucker burst, yeah

NLE
Uh, uh
Danny, I see you