Count on It Tony Shhnow & 10kDunkin

[Intro]
(I know JBand$ did this one)

[Chorus: 10kdunkin]
Big rims on the coupe, that shit sit high now
Drank in my cup, I'm high right now
I used to be broke but I'm not right now
If you get locked up don't call nobody
I'm high as a bitch, I'm smokin' exotic
The racks in my hand and I love to count
We the ones up, nigga you can count on us
You can count on me, can't count me out
I'm in this shit, ain't no way out
I pull up, I run they mouth
I pull up right to your house
I walk in the bank and it feel like home
Blicky on me, you know what I'm on
I pick up the phone then hang up the phone
Ain't talkin' no money then we can't get along

[Verse 1: Tony Shhnow]
And I ain't finna answer
I had to cut you off, broke niggas sick like they got cancer
I can pull the Glock back and turn that nigga to a dancer
Hold up, that's what bands for, this money clean my hands up
It's hot on my block, why the fuck you think these fans tucked?
He wanna impress the opps, go ahead try your damn luck
I came from nothing so my niggas they don't give a fuck
Niggas love to talk but if it ain't bout' a check you can't be talkin' about us