Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Numbers , by - Meet Sims. Release date: 12.01.2015
Song language: English
Numbers |
| I got 25 lighters on the dresser, I got 45 bricks on the road |
| I got 40 Glock 9s, come and test us, I got 25 niggas on parole |
| I got 21 bitches in my living room, I got 24 ounces in my cup |
| I got 3 different banks stacking up the dough, I got 12 young niggas down to |
| bust |
| Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers |
| All we do is numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers |
| All we do is numbers |
| This I came up off the steps with it |
| I advise em not to mess with it |
| 40 cal, he hit your chest with it |
| Fuck around and leave a mess with it |
| Send a couple through your Mets fitted |
| Limbs loose, I hope your vest fit it |
| Riding drunk, caught a DUI |
| Locking niggas up, I prey they free my guys |
| Free my nigga Dada you know he the fire |
| Got em sitting up for the homicide |
| Tossing money at the damn pole |
| Nigga got it out the bando |
| Stacking paper’s all you need to know |
| Nigga we be stacking up |
| I got 25 lighters on the dresser, I got 45 bricks on the road |
| I got 40 Glock 9s, come and test us, I got 25 niggas on parole |
| I got 21 bitches in my living room, I got 24 ounces in my cup |
| I got 3 different banks stacking up the dough, I got 12 young niggas down to |
| bust |
| Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers |
| All we do is numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers |
| All we do is numbers |
| Riding dirty, got the forty on me |
| Fuck nigga tryna spoil it for me |
| Feds, nigga tryna call em on me |
| Glass house, got your shawty on me |
| Pussy nigga, you’s a joke |
| Always talking money, you ain’t never seen it |
| Stacking numbers, I’mma pull up in a foreign |
| Nigga bet them niggas seen it |
| Pull that Porsche up when I ride |
| Got some pills on me, got bills on me |
| I stack the paper sky high |
| I be bossed up till I die |
| On your block in all of my chains |
| You gone take something, nah-nah |
| Tossing money at the damn pole |
| Nigga got it out the bando |
| Stacking paper’s all you need to know |
| Nigga we be stacking up |
| I got 25 lighters on the dresser, I got 45 bricks on the road |
| I got 40 Glock 9s, come and test us, I got 25 niggas on parole |
| I got 21 bitches in my living room, I got 24 ounces in my cup |
| I got 3 different banks stacking up the dough, I got 12 young niggas down to |
| bust |
| Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers |
| All we do is numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers |
| All we do is numbers |