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dave east & harry fraud - count it up lyrics

[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, n+gga
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 n+ggas
we come from the same sh+t, 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 n+ggas, you down or what? (doo+doo, doo+doo)
we was f+ckin’ 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 sh+t, 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, n+ggas 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)
f+ck 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)

- dave east harry fraud lyrics

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