Count It Up by TUFFBOYS Lyrics
[Hook] x2
Fuck a bitch I love the bank, fuck a money counter up
Tuffboy revenue and we always counting up
Count it up, count it, count it up, count it up
Count it, sauce it up
[Verse 1]
Making this money I split it, I split it
You boys be so rats just like Splinter
Making these raps I spit, I spit it
Your bitch yeah I hit it, your bitch yeah we hit it
It did it, we did it
Making waves yeah we get it, we get it
We reckless grind for a necklace
Eat the bitch out just like breakfast
Talk out your neck boy you dumb
Making these bitches so numb
Fuck on that thotty I run
Spit out that bitch like some gum
Bad bitch now she nun
Handle it cock it like gun
Krabby-patty boy you chum
Batty-boy drinking the rum
Pussy-boy you ain't want none
Pussy-boy you ain't nothing
I be father and you be my sons
Popping them ollies and fuck all them guns
[Bridge 1]
Count it up, count it up
My accountant be counting up
Accountant be counting up, count it up
Cameron be counting up
Count or be counted up, count it up
Cameron be counting up
Count or be counted up
Count it up, count it up
[Interlude: Ceddy Bu "The Rap Sumo"]
Mixtape coming soon, yeah it don't stop
It don't stop, cool me off mane!
[Verse 2]
Tuffboys yeah we next in
From the neck in, we be flexing
Put the tech in, if you 'bout it
Talking 'bout shit is you really 'bout it?
Talking 'bout bricks and you build houses
Thot hoes be sleeping on the couches
Boy you ain't bought shit, shut your mouth up
Playing dress up on Instagram, that ain't your get up
Another level you can't get up
Boy keep runnin, c-catch up, laced up, strapped up
Cats up, boot it up, in the cut, give me cup
Thot-thot she a slut, pour it up, give me love, I give her nut
Rhyme like I'm Bust
You ain't got no money, boy catches the bus
You really you ain't like me, you ain't like us
All of my sneakers so scuffed
Fuck on that thot then I leave when I bust, I give a fuck one night
Then I leave like "oh god, bye-bye-bye-bye", fuck a hoe I love my ni-ni-nikes
Riding your bitch like a bike, don't care if that hoe alright
Alex and I, be sipping the sodie all night
Fuck in the light, you bitch boy and you bite
Biting be biting, your bitch I ride it, I ride it
She riding she riding, making this money excited, excited
You boys be so blind and I'm guiding, you think you is styling you lying
Talking that shit leave you crying, fuck up the fetti that Gucci I'm buying
Try hard boys, they try stop me but that ain't no option
Cuz Llehna be popping, finessing and flossing
[Bridge 2]
I'm about counting up, all that motherfucking fetti
All that motherfucking green, bitch I pop a sodie not no motherfucking lean
Aye, fuck you mean? No lean
Popping only sodies
[Hook] x2
Fuck a bitch I love the bank, fuck a money counter up
Tuffboy revenue and we always counting up
Count it up, count it, count it up, count it up
Count it, sauce it up
Fuck a bitch I love the bank, fuck a money counter up
Tuffboy revenue and we always counting up
Count it up, count it, count it up, count it up
Count it, sauce it up
[Verse 1]
Making this money I split it, I split it
You boys be so rats just like Splinter
Making these raps I spit, I spit it
Your bitch yeah I hit it, your bitch yeah we hit it
It did it, we did it
Making waves yeah we get it, we get it
We reckless grind for a necklace
Eat the bitch out just like breakfast
Talk out your neck boy you dumb
Making these bitches so numb
Fuck on that thotty I run
Spit out that bitch like some gum
Bad bitch now she nun
Handle it cock it like gun
Krabby-patty boy you chum
Batty-boy drinking the rum
Pussy-boy you ain't want none
Pussy-boy you ain't nothing
I be father and you be my sons
Popping them ollies and fuck all them guns
[Bridge 1]
Count it up, count it up
My accountant be counting up
Accountant be counting up, count it up
Cameron be counting up
Count or be counted up, count it up
Cameron be counting up
Count or be counted up
Count it up, count it up
[Interlude: Ceddy Bu "The Rap Sumo"]
Mixtape coming soon, yeah it don't stop
It don't stop, cool me off mane!
[Verse 2]
Tuffboys yeah we next in
From the neck in, we be flexing
Put the tech in, if you 'bout it
Talking 'bout shit is you really 'bout it?
Talking 'bout bricks and you build houses
Thot hoes be sleeping on the couches
Boy you ain't bought shit, shut your mouth up
Playing dress up on Instagram, that ain't your get up
Another level you can't get up
Boy keep runnin, c-catch up, laced up, strapped up
Cats up, boot it up, in the cut, give me cup
Thot-thot she a slut, pour it up, give me love, I give her nut
Rhyme like I'm Bust
You ain't got no money, boy catches the bus
You really you ain't like me, you ain't like us
All of my sneakers so scuffed
Fuck on that thot then I leave when I bust, I give a fuck one night
Then I leave like "oh god, bye-bye-bye-bye", fuck a hoe I love my ni-ni-nikes
Riding your bitch like a bike, don't care if that hoe alright
Alex and I, be sipping the sodie all night
Fuck in the light, you bitch boy and you bite
Biting be biting, your bitch I ride it, I ride it
She riding she riding, making this money excited, excited
You boys be so blind and I'm guiding, you think you is styling you lying
Talking that shit leave you crying, fuck up the fetti that Gucci I'm buying
Try hard boys, they try stop me but that ain't no option
Cuz Llehna be popping, finessing and flossing
[Bridge 2]
I'm about counting up, all that motherfucking fetti
All that motherfucking green, bitch I pop a sodie not no motherfucking lean
Aye, fuck you mean? No lean
Popping only sodies
[Hook] x2
Fuck a bitch I love the bank, fuck a money counter up
Tuffboy revenue and we always counting up
Count it up, count it, count it up, count it up
Count it, sauce it up