CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Count

Counting my bag
In the foreign while I’m swerving
You need a zip
Hml cuz rn I’m serving
Some b*t*hes on the side
Cuz the main one be irkin
Just smoked a bunch a blunts
In the studio got me thinking
If you bad baby girl
Then when we linking
This pu**y n***a offended me
So now he missing

Yea I’m selling drugs in the club
Everybody calling me hit me up
Funny yo girl sucked me off
Now I’m eating steaks
I give blessing to my mom
Cuz she knew I could make it to the top
I just bought my mom a mansion
I ain’t even have to think
That’s a no question
I’m drinking In thе morning
On some remy or it might be somе dirty
Riding under the stars
With her right by my side side
I pull up to the spot spot
Clubbing till next morning
Flashing lights
I put my hand inside her thighs
Build myself up from nothing
I used to have nothing
Now I’m