Count Up Future (Ft. Tizzle 125 & Young Scooter)

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
I do what I want, ain't nothin' to it, boss
Take a trip to Mexico and take the week off
Turnt the city up, they try to run off with the swag
Club tried to play me [?]
Scooter bein' honest, twenty thousand dollar tags
"Scooter, where you get that ice from?" That's a hunnid bands
"Who the hell are you?" I'm Black Amigo Boss Man
Who the hell is shawty? Yeah, he in between the man
They stream, get my money, I'ma fly right by these niggas
Astronaut, Future throw swag on these niggas
Black Amigo, I'll throw some cash on these niggas
I do what I want, ain't nobody fuckin' with me

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Free bags, count up
I'm talkin' racks, count up
All the ice, count up
Black Amigo, count up
Count up, count up, count up, count up
Count up, count up, count up, count up

[Verse 2: Future]
Big ass bankroll in my pocket
Damn, Future took off like a rocket
[?] name a profit
Anything we do is outta here
Astronaut kid, Michael J. Fox
I dress like I'm from outer space, but I'm from the hood
The Mexico Lingo, Futuristic, why you do it?
Finessin' at its best, I'm the reason why you do it
Count it up, count it up, free bags
I throw that swag on you like [?]
Run off with that shit, go and get yourself a deal
[?] gang, yeah, we worth a couple mill'