[Produced by Speaker Knockerz]

[Verse 1]

When I was a youngin', momma beat me 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 niggas' hoes

Patience was the key, now nigga, all my bitches bad

I just might send one of my hoes to come finesse you out your racks

Flexin, on these, niggas, pull up, in a, all black

If a, nigga, 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