Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Count Up, artist - Luxury Tax. Date of issue: 15.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Count Up |
| Never sold a thot some adderall for a third |
| And bitch, never made a porn with a foreign in a foreign car |
| Used to mix the red and 'Roc when your boy was a rockstar (Yeah) |
| I want it all, wanna ball with my whole squad |
| Do anything to door, it mean you lift the doors on the sports car |
| You never was a trapper or connected to no drug lords |
| Used to stay jet to jet, we on a world tour (Flash) |
| My diamonds dance, I might fuck a friend and go hand to hand |
| Rubber bands wrapped around them bands, wrappin' cerans |
| Pots and pans, almost broke my hands, tryna stretch some bands |
| Still count up them pills as fast as I count up them hunnids |
| Oh, I-I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Oh, yeah) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Yeah right) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Ooh, facts) |
| Making money, it bring me power (Yeah) |
| I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Yeah, right) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Alright) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Ooh, facts) |
| Making money, it bring them power (Yeah) |
| I took me a twenty, then I turned it to a hunnid, yeah |
| Rollin' Rolling Loud, I’m in L.A. money |
| Gucci took the sauce, I got the softer pound money |
| Shoot him in his top 'cause he was outta bounds walkin' |
| Bitch the flat way, you can’t ride on this wave |
| Lamborghini trucks, double R wave |
| Yeah, jeans on me, bitch, I’m fresh as Hermes |
| Yeah, I’m outer space, I’m drippin' when I drape on 'em |
| Always ballin', oh don’t call me, it’s an eight burner |
| Put the forty on some knockoff |
| Fuck it, I spend fifty on it |
| Tell me what the tv on it? |
| Count up, count up, count up, on the scooter, fitted homie |
| Oh, I-I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Yeah right) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Yeah right) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Ooh, facts) |
| Making money, it bring me power (Yeah) |
| I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Yo) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Yeah right) |
| And I still count up the pills as fast as I count up them hunnids (Ooh, facts) |
| Making money, it bring them power (Yeah) |