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rezt - what im bout lyrics

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[intro: rezt]
count up the guap
uh
count up the guap
n+gga what you want? (beep, beep)
yeah (beep, beep)
plug

[chorus: rezt]
count up the guap (yeah)
n+gga what you want?
i got lots of funds, yeah
i do this sh+t for fun (migo)
pull up, hop out (skrrt)
see ’em, point ’em out
i never run my mouth
’cause that’s not was i’m ’bout (yeah)
count up the guap
n+gga what you want?
i got lots of funds, yeah
i do this sh+t for fun
pull up, hop out
see ’em, point ’em out (yeah)
i never run my mouth
’cause that’s not was i’m ’bout
[verse: sickboyrari]
uh, never talking much [?]
code of the streets, do you live by it? (live by it)
sh+t hit the fan, is you ’bout it, ’bout it (’bout it, ’bout it)
and i don’t really know what these boys on (what these boys on, plug)
and i don’t really know what these hoes want (what these hoes want)
skrrt, get gone, b+tch i get golds (b+tch i get golds)
stay in the field like a [?] (like a [?])
and i be road running while you boys coast (while you boys coast)
i ain’t got time for no bullsh+t (for no bullsh+t)
and i ain’t got time to wife no new b+tch (wife no new b+tch)
sh+t i barely got time to get my own grip (get my own guap)
sliding in the snow, fur color crip (plug)
yeah i like the way that lil shawty dip (lil shawty dip)
cool ranch doritos, i don’t need dip (i don’t need dip, migo)
f+ck all that talking, just passing chips (passing guap)
aye, lonely in the trap, cooling with my wrist (aye, lonely in the trap)
i don’t break bricks, b+tch i break mid (aye, break down)
young dudes tryna break a rubber band b+tch (rubber band, yeah)
look, i don’t break bricks but i break mid (but i break mid)
young dudes tryna break a rubber band b+tch (rubber band, plug)

[chorus: rezt]
count up the guap (yeah)
n+gga what you want?
i got lots of funds, yeah
i do this sh+t for fun
pull up, hop out (skrrt)
see ’em, point ’em out
i never run my mouth
’cause that’s not was i’m ’bout (yeah)
count up the guap
n+gga what you want?
i got lots of funds, yeah
i do this sh+t for fun
pull up, hop out
see ’em, point ’em out (yeah)
i never run my mouth
’cause that’s not was i’m ’bout



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