Drew V - Count It Up Lyrics

I'm here to talk shit, get my money and stack
Hit after hit and I ain't goin back
Gold on my neck like I be running track
My team on my back and that shit is a fact
I'm here to take off, hit the gear and I go
Don't know my name ask yo bitch she would know
Cold with this shit like it's 20 below
I'm counting a stack while I'm hittin my woah
Just started this this but trust me I ain't stoppin
I had people tell me rap isn't an option
Sometimes I got lost when I'm sipping this toxin
I still count this cheese like I came from Wisconsin
I'm slamming the door on all the competition
I don't do friends cause they switching positions
Everybody got a dumbass opinion
I'm sticking this shit watch me stick the transition
I said spark it up
I need someone
I ain't just tryna f*ck I want some love
Oh yeah I need some love
I'm a man baby get you some
Come get you some
I need someone to help me Count it up
Count it up, count it up yeah
All up in my head
She be all up in my head yeah
Want a Rollie painted red
Red red red
One step ahead
I don't do friends I do brothers instead
Oh no oh no
I was trippin at first
This money a curse
I swear its a curse
Fill up her purse
I'm thinking this shit couldn't get any worse
Watch who you got can only keep a few
Hater behind me look in the rear view
They tried to put me down let me tell you it ain't knew
Tryna buy a crib and maybe some Louis shoes
I been runnin and runnin man I can't be late
Give me some time it's Givenchy and Bape
Start goin crazy I play em this tape
Went and got a bag but you cannot relate
I been on a mission you bitch started fishin
She wanted some racks so I told her keep wishin
I need a girl that's gonna see the whole vision
And not turn her back if I change the condition
People lied on my name they said it in vain
I can't go back cause that shit ain't the same
Shit was f*cked up and its stuck in my brain
So when we gon' realize this shit ain't a game
I said spark it up
I need someone
I ain't just tryna f*ck I want some love
Oh yeah I need some love
I'm a man baby get you some
Come get you some
I need someone to help me Count it up
Count it up, count it up yeah
All up in my head
She be all up in my head yeah
Want a Rollie painted red
Red red red
One step ahead
I don't do friends I do brothers instead
Oh no oh no
I was trippin at first
This money a curse
I swear its a curse
Fill up her purse
I'm thinking this shit couldn't get any worse
A hunnid on the dash
I was flippin through cash
Butterfly doors and a whole lot of ass
Got pulled over put the weed in the stash
Still sippin Fanta smoking dirty dirty ash
Do the dash in the whip got me lookin like flash
Drippin on these hoes and I think I made a splash
Walked over this shit and didn't come in last
So be a gentlemen and go fill up my glass
Don't get me started on what's on my mind
I'm drowning out thoughts its me against time
In this booth goin crazy Dmoney gon' shine
Been putting in work its just me and my guys
Curvin bitches on the daily
A/C aint on that's the ice on me
Legend in this bitch like KOBE
Legend in this bitch like KOBE
RIP 24
RIP 27