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Count on Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Will Ryte
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Willis Enright




Will Ryte - Count on Me Lyrics
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Smoke up and we chilling
I already feel it
Taking care of business
Moving like a villain
She know I'm the realest
Stack it to the ceiling
Need a couple million
She know how I'm feeling
Baby I be busy late night
In the stu I'm living that life
You don't shit I triple my price
Now I'm going up, she on my flight
And she down to ride
Got some goons that down to slide
Hustle on the side, stay 100 never lie
When the texts come in I got no time to reply
But these checks come in, I don't even have to try
Move it by the boatload
I ain't moving solo
Sticking to the G-code
Think I got some cheat codes
And she think I'm evil
Can't find me like Nemo
Looking through the peephole
She wonder, where did he go?
I run up a check you can count on me
You should see the view from the balcony
Do the dash, loose it fast like some calories
Watch out for the snakes tryna rattle me
All these fakes tryna copy me
All these cops keep on watching me
All my friends keep on crossing me
In the end, guess its all on me
Hit the stash
Grab the cash
And I'm off to the bank
Leaning when I walk, cause that shits in my drink
Purple in my lungs when I'm sipping the pink
I ain't sipping Minute Maid, the f*ck do you think?
Sipping on a potion
Now she soaking
Wet Like an ocean
Now Im frozen
Drop-top its a stolen
New chain golden
All this loud I'm smoking
I bet she notice
Wet, Wet
On my wrist
Shooters never miss
I forget, Plead the fifth
I could never snitch
I'm up next getting rich
She won't ever switch
I could lay you in a ditch
While I'm on a trip
Flashing
Ice on me, when the lights on me
I came up from the mud
Now Im Lysol clean
Hundreds In my jeans
I'm addicted to the green
Shawty wanna hang
But my team to extreme
I run up a check you can count on me
You should see the view from the balcony
Do the dash, loose it fast like some calories
Watch out for the snakes tryna rattle me
All these fakes tryna copy me
All these cops keep on watching me
All my friends keep on crossing me
In the end, guess its all on me
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Smoke up and we chilling
I already feel it
Taking care of business
Moving like a villain
She know I'm the realest
Stack it to the ceiling
Need a couple million
She know how I'm feeling
Baby I be busy late night
In the stu I'm living that life
You don't shit I triple my price
Now I'm going up, she on my flight
And she down to ride
Got some goons that down to slide
Hustle on the side, stay 100 never lie
When the texts come in I got no time to reply
But these checks come in, I don't even have to try
Move it by the boatload
I ain't moving solo
Sticking to the G-code
Think I got some cheat codes
And she think I'm evil
Can't find me like Nemo
Looking through the peephole
She wonder, where did he go?
I run up a check you can count on me
You should see the view from the balcony
Do the dash, loose it fast like some calories
Watch out for the snakes tryna rattle me
All these fakes tryna copy me
All these cops keep on watching me
All my friends keep on crossing me
In the end, guess its all on me
Hit the stash
Grab the cash
And I'm off to the bank
Leaning when I walk, cause that shits in my drink
Purple in my lungs when I'm sipping the pink
I ain't sipping Minute Maid, the f*ck do you think?
Sipping on a potion
Now she soaking
Wet Like an ocean
Now Im frozen
Drop-top its a stolen
New chain golden
All this loud I'm smoking
I bet she notice
Wet, Wet
On my wrist
Shooters never miss
I forget, Plead the fifth
I could never snitch
I'm up next getting rich
She won't ever switch
I could lay you in a ditch
While I'm on a trip
Flashing
Ice on me, when the lights on me
I came up from the mud
Now Im Lysol clean
Hundreds In my jeans
I'm addicted to the green
Shawty wanna hang
But my team to extreme
I run up a check you can count on me
You should see the view from the balcony
Do the dash, loose it fast like some calories
Watch out for the snakes tryna rattle me
All these fakes tryna copy me
All these cops keep on watching me
All my friends keep on crossing me
In the end, guess its all on me
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Writer: Willis Enright
Copyright: Lyrics © DENNIS SCOTT D/B/A ACT IV MUSIC, O/B/O DistroKid

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