Count on Me II LUCKI

[Verse 1]
I'm everybody's favorite plug, with no me they out of sockets
Got clients that's on probation, say the drugs too good to drop it
That's they problem. Yeah that's they problem
I keep 'em hooked and hungover, I'm the drug dealing closet
They short with cash and beg for soft passes, ain't lobbing
They love me. They quit and come right back, they Brett Favre-ing
Better stop it. They better stop it
Cause if they leave I get a better cheesehead like Aaron Rodgers
Check my posture, I'm too straight to get robbed or caught by the cops
So all these setting me up, snitching on me rumors better stop
If pockets wet enough, I come clean the job up with druggie mops
No I'm no goofy, no pushing me around, my buggy locked, uh
I probably come off as selfish and OC
But this my show, they buy the ticket, so I give 'em the nosebleeds and shit
Long as they keep copping and telling their homies
I'm like a desk in math class: they can count on me
Uh

[Hook]
So it's real, the streets talking huh?
The whole town on me
As long as they know I don't do handouts
Again, they can count on me
They can count on me
They can count on me
As long as they know I don't do handouts
They can count on me