
Countin 2 Chainz
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[Intro]
Gotta eat me a rapper today
I forgot to eat, fuck it
[Verse 1]
Smokin' out my brain cells
Got the trap doin' numbers
Got everybody wonderin'
How the hell I come back
N all summer got back to back to back back
What's happenin', where ya at, where ya at
Hit the bitch on the chirp
No panties with the skirt
Nigga try to take the work
Nigga get your ass blown
Get your ass gunned down
Ridin' here 100 rounds
Don't make me have to flashback, nigga, and go buy 100 pounds
Drop 'em off downtown, smoke a L anyway
Y'all niggas in the way
Money beat any case yeah
My hundreds hold they breath, cause they blue in the face
Roberto Cavalli, Dolce and Gabbana
Louis and Vuitton 'em
My pajamas designer, yeah
Gotta eat me a rapper today
I forgot to eat, fuck it
[Verse 1]
Smokin' out my brain cells
Got the trap doin' numbers
Got everybody wonderin'
How the hell I come back
N all summer got back to back to back back
What's happenin', where ya at, where ya at
Hit the bitch on the chirp
No panties with the skirt
Nigga try to take the work
Nigga get your ass blown
Get your ass gunned down
Ridin' here 100 rounds
Don't make me have to flashback, nigga, and go buy 100 pounds
Drop 'em off downtown, smoke a L anyway
Y'all niggas in the way
Money beat any case yeah
My hundreds hold they breath, cause they blue in the face
Roberto Cavalli, Dolce and Gabbana
Louis and Vuitton 'em
My pajamas designer, yeah
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