Countin' Up (Explicit)

Countin' Up - Rico Nasty

Hello yeah b***h I said I'm on my way

Hello yeah b***h I said I'm on my way

The f**k b***h I'm coming the f**k

Woah kenny yeah yeah

I'm the b***h with the long hair and her top off

Talk tough like a bottle top we twist your top off

Had to hit the turn quick just to get the narcs off

I'm the real deal shawty and you just the knock off

Shake it up no Coca-Cola I'm the one that pop off

Hit me on my motorola if you need some narcos

I've been workin' every day no I ain't never call off

Talkin' s**t on Instagram that pistol make you log off

It's upsettin' that these b***hes think they better than me

I got the bar too high and it's hard to beat

Gucci shades tint dark so it's hard to see

The easy part is gettin' money but it's hard to keep

I know you seein' that I'm busy so don't bother me

Like I passed every test you ain't as smart as me

You a stunt double shawty you a wanna be

See me on the scene you know that I charged the fee

Like yeah

What what what what what what

B***hes on my dick so what

What what what what what what

It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up

What what what what what what

B***hes on my dick so what

What what what what what what

It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin'

You can't even handle a b***h like me no

Make my own money and I buy my own w**d yeah

Touch my wrist and your hand gon' freeze yeah

Beggin' for the kitty on his hands and knees

Who you frontin' on come on girl I know you a rookie

You got some followers so what do you want you a cookie

I got promoters throwin' shows

So they can say that they booked me

When I walk up in the mall

They be turnin' and lookin'

No race I went easy 'cause

The pace I been pushin'

In the stew I'm like a chef

They like Rico what you cookin'

Probably one of these b***hes'

Heads I'm better than all the rest

No this is not a drill

H*e this s**t is not a test

You need to roll out

Catch you actin' too hesitant

I bet you can't count all the money that I just spent

N***as singin' to the feds like they Jazmine Sullivan

My racks too big I just popped my rubber band

Yeah what what what what what what

B***hes on my dick so what

What what what what what what

It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up

What what what what what what

B***hes on my dick so what

What what what what what what

It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up