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evn4dwin - countin lyrics

boy, yeah yeah i got a big glock from iran they caught me outside i was lacking i ran i’m getting that money lil b+tch you a fan i’m smoking this blunt i don’t roll it back man i’m taking a puff b+tch i take it again i rolling my eyes i’m taking a xan shut the f+ck up b+tch i’m f+cking your friend and i’m in j+pan countin up bands shut the f+ck up b+tch and you a lil man i count up them racks lil b+tch, again lil n+gga you ain’t got no fans i’m lighting up blue b+tch i feel like a lamp swap from white to black he a tan i’m up in the scene and i f+ck up your mans lil n+gga better get off my f+cking land if you slide in my hood imma shoot your mans i’m feeling like carti it’s a whole lotta red if you come to block lil n+gga you dead i come for the top lil b+tch you a fan i’m feeling so dirty i’m feeling like dan (i’m dirty dan) n+gga don’t talk you can’t make a band i don’t even talk i’m just making m’s you can’t even talk without making amends i’m up in that bentley i ride with my friеnds we turn on his block turn him to a meme playing on 2k i’m shooting a green (what, what) it feel likе i’m high i’m popping a bean and that’s son yeah that’s my tween if i’m up in that crowd we bout to start a chant don’t ask for a m i just can’t make that money lil man make that money, no f+cking way

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