CountWithMyEyesClosed

Count with my eyes closed I know the drill Bad bitch tweaking out she on a pill 35 inch on a Land Rover rim New Marni coat on Overly Trim Broadway bitch yeah straight out the south She down to smoke out the zip Swerving on drank yeah God grab the wheel Don't like to wait in lines buy out the till I sign for bricks bitch say f*ck a deal Young Money Cash Money On that for real Nigga I couldn't give a f*ck how you feel It take money to go to war that's how I feel If you tryna go with us you need a lot And we seeing all schemes don't try to plot We came for everything best scrape the pot She getting kicked out right after top What's the percentage don't get me offended Still independent We really gettin it See me up in it the windows ain't tinted GMG pope dawg I'm really wit it I love the nightlife meet different women Tryn ask the mirror Dawg who really wit me Might rob a bank now bring out the money I got the F&N Strapped to the Tummy Boy better calm down don't try to tell me Biggest bag in the room boy ain't it funny Count with my eyes closed I know the drill Count with my eyes closed I know the drill