[Intro: Dave East]
Too many grown-ass men, feel like somebody owe 'em something
Last time I checked, it was the same twenty-four hours every day, nigga
What you doin' with it? (La Musica de Harry Fraud)
Count it up

[Chorus: French Montana & Dave East]
Tryna fade us with that quarantine
Left the game and left a tab
Robbed the bank without the mask
And told 'em count it up (Count it up)
Told 'em count it up (Count it up)
I be shootin' from half
Not the front, we use the back
I told 'em count it up (Count it up)
I told 'em count it up (Count it up)
I told 'em count it up (Count it up, ayy)
Let's go

[Verse 1: Dave East]
It wasn't no Hi-tek, we Wock it up
I could never side with them niggas
We come from the same shit, but I went and got it up (Got it up)
You play with the family, we tie you up (Tie you up)
All that I know is go count it up (Count it up)
Twenty hoes in the Sprinter, let's round 'em up (Skrr)
Let's go slide on them niggas, you down or what? (Doo-doo, doo-doo)
We was fuckin' housin' up (Uh)
I only buy weed as I'm countin' up (Countin' up)
I came a long way from the kitchen
And whipped New Edition, I went Bobby Brown on 'em (Bobby)
I pulled up with shottas
Before the Dior shit, we used to do Prada (Prada)
It ain't no more Ramadas
Now they follow me, I feel like Elijah
She callin' me daddy, but I'm not her father (I'm not)
I'm with the fade like a barber (Yeah), buggin' out
They ain't 'bout that paper, we cut 'em out (Cut 'em out)
How you a gangster? You want the clout
We voted to pack 'em, we want 'em out (Pack 'em)
You tryna walk, niggas run you out (Run you out)
Her ass was fat, but I want her mouth (I want it)
We count it up while y'all runnin' out (Runnin' out, runnin' out)
Dead homies
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