Count It Up

[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

[Chorus: French Montana]

Tryna fade us with that quarantine

Left the game and left a tab

Robbed the bank without the mask

I told 'em count it up (Count it up)

I 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)

[Verse 2: French Montana]

Aye, top, numero uno (Uno)

Not Jason Derulo (Derulo)

Cop that, swerve (Swerve)

From that curb (Curb)

Behind that curve (Curve)

Designers curse (Curse)

Not stoppin' that wave no more (More)

Drinkin' that holy water (Water)

Titles, we pay for foreigns (Funds)

Makin' my mils in order (Order)

From the ground, hustle (Hustle)

Brown bag, nacho (Nacho)

South Bronx chopper (Chopper)

Your flow sound narco (Narco)

Fuck it, you make it, you lose it

Long as them youngins are drippin' and cruisin'

Bussin' down onions, that raw, that sushi

Totin' them guns and fades like Boosie (Han)

Strippers floor, moppin' (Moppin')

South Bronx blockin' (Blockin', han)

[Chorus: French Montana]

Tryna fade us with that quarantine

Left the game and left a tab

Robbed the bank without the mask

I told 'em count it up (Count it up)

I 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)