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lirik lagu clearly on the track - counting stacks

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[intro]
aye yah
aye yah
aye yah
aye yah
yah, aye, aye, yah, aye
yah, aye, aye, aye, aye!
clearly on the track

[chorus]
i’m countin’ stacks, b~tch i got all these racks
b~tch i love to rap, n~gga all i speak is facts
f~ck with me, b~tch i’ll spray you with this f~ckin’ mac
all these n~ggas tryna clout, n~gga stop the act
i’m countin’ stacks, b~tch i love to f~ckin’ rap
f~ck n~ggas, please stop the f~ckin’ act
i’ll earn a hunnid k, bet that sh~t come in a sack
stop the f~ckin’ clout, n~gga you don’t speak the facts

[verse 1]
a dumb b~tch, b~tch i’ll beat your f~ckin’ ass
break your f~ckin’ arm, b~tch you need a f~ckin’ cast
pull the f~ckin’ bl!ck, b~tch don’t make me f~ckin’ blast
i know what f~ckin’ hurts, b~tch, it’s the f~ckin’ past
b~tch we got a f~ckin’ porsche, and it’s black on black
count the f~ckin’ k’s, and i got a money sack
i’m a rap god, and i got the f~ckin’ racks
smoke up all the opps, b~tch i get the f~ckin’ packs
[chorus]
i’m countin’ stacks, b~tch i got all these racks
b~tch i love to rap, n~gga all i speak is facts
f~ck with me, b~tch i’ll spray you with this f~ckin’ mac
all these n~ggas tryna clout, n~gga stop the act
i’m countin’ stacks, b~tch i love to f~ckin’ rap
f~ck n~ggas, please stop the f~ckin’ act
i’ll earn a hunnid k, bet that sh~t come in a sack
stop the f~ckin’ clout, n~gga you don’t speak the facts

[verse 2]
if you f~ck me, you know i’ll rob for yo sh~t
i got a f~ckin’ girl, and you know that b~tch is fit
i got a f~ckin’ glock, and it came with a d~ck
used to have a demon, b~tch i felt so d~mn sick
rip reese, just got f~ckin’ shot
i f~ckin’ want revenge, and i’ll let their body rot
we bang that glizzy life, b~tch i aim with that dot
all my friends left, so i got f~ckin’ caught

[chorus]
i’m countin’ stacks, b~tch i got all these racks
b~tch i love to rap, n~gga all i speak is facts
f~ck with me, b~tch i’ll spray you with this f~ckin’ mac
all these n~ggas tryna clout, n~gga stop the act
i’m countin’ stacks, b~tch i love to f~ckin’ rap
f~ck n~ggas, please stop the f~ckin’ act
i’ll earn a hunnid k, bet that sh~t come in a sack
stop the f~ckin’ clout, n~gga you don’t speak the facts
[verse 3]
your b~tch sucks up on my d~ck, i love it when she f~cking gags
i’m bout’ to go to rich, and not be a f~ckin’ rag
bullets in yo chest, and i empty out the mag
shut the f~ck up, b~tch you a f~ckin’ f~g
b~tch we tote them glocks, and we shoot on sight
don’t like gbe? b~tch you know we f~ckin’ fight
you hate gbe? boy i’ll k!ll you in the night
we aim the f~ckin’ guns, b~tch that’s a f~ckin’ fright
never broke again, b~tch i’ll earn a hunnid k
and i love sosa, not just me, and my bay
said he want the smoke? tell me what he f~ckin’ say
i don’t f~ck with haters, n~gga yall just f~ckin’ g~y


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