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G-Hollow - Count Them Riches (Timmy) Lyrics



G-Hollow - Count Them Riches (Timmy) Lyrics
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Old fashion like a dad hat
Stylish like a snapback
Hollow too hot you wont last in this crockpot
Zumiez for the kicks want the vans or the high tops
Took a couple Ls but we sauced to the socks
Ya fakin' like a photoshop
Get cut out like a photo crop
Driveway like a parking lot
Let Betty know the money's got
Lennon Lurkin to the top
Catch me in the stu' with The Rock
Not the track of the summer but it's still hot
Timmy Turner count my wishes
Go and ask them two goldfishes
If for Christmas ice my wrists
So I can go count them riches
G before my first breath
Goat before my first steps
Been waitin' for the drop they like, Hollow where's the project
You said we'd get another
I'm like, "Nah y'all not yet!" I've been in my head
Cuz I struggle with a pen
Whenever I pick up a piece of graphite or lead
I stop I can't get out all the things that I said
Now I'm using all I got til there's nothin in me left
But I got the dawg in me so somebody call a vet
Listen to the television
But don't listen when I tell my vision
Even if I give em what they want, I'm the algorithm
Been the same since class
You know not shit different
See me out now they like
G you still spittin
Thinking of greats, they better mention my name
I wanna put all of my brothers up inside of a plane
Now I came from the bottom and man this shit is insane
I'm gonna build up all my town wit the money I make
Timmy Turner count my wishes
Go and ask them two goldfishes
If for Christmas ice my wrists
So I can go count them riches
Timmy Turner count my wishes
Go and ask them two goldfishes
If for Christmas ice my wrists
So I can go count them riches
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Old fashion like a dad hat
Stylish like a snapback
Hollow too hot you wont last in this crockpot
Zumiez for the kicks want the vans or the high tops
Took a couple Ls but we sauced to the socks
Ya fakin' like a photoshop
Get cut out like a photo crop
Driveway like a parking lot
Let Betty know the money's got
Lennon Lurkin to the top
Catch me in the stu' with The Rock
Not the track of the summer but it's still hot
Timmy Turner count my wishes
Go and ask them two goldfishes
If for Christmas ice my wrists
So I can go count them riches
G before my first breath
Goat before my first steps
Been waitin' for the drop they like, Hollow where's the project
You said we'd get another
I'm like, "Nah y'all not yet!" I've been in my head
Cuz I struggle with a pen
Whenever I pick up a piece of graphite or lead
I stop I can't get out all the things that I said
Now I'm using all I got til there's nothin in me left
But I got the dawg in me so somebody call a vet
Listen to the television
But don't listen when I tell my vision
Even if I give em what they want, I'm the algorithm
Been the same since class
You know not shit different
See me out now they like
G you still spittin
Thinking of greats, they better mention my name
I wanna put all of my brothers up inside of a plane
Now I came from the bottom and man this shit is insane
I'm gonna build up all my town wit the money I make
Timmy Turner count my wishes
Go and ask them two goldfishes
If for Christmas ice my wrists
So I can go count them riches
Timmy Turner count my wishes
Go and ask them two goldfishes
If for Christmas ice my wrists
So I can go count them riches
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Writer: Garrett Hampton
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