2X! ft. LuvC4 Lyrics

Count it all up

Double on up

Count it all up

Ok ok

Me and my bros had to run to the bank, gotta count them stacks, gotta double on up

Bih wanna sip my cup so bad, I told her too bad, I poured it all up

I don't wanna take no pictures with you, bitch, I cut it all up

It's insane when they flop, they count on me

Maybe it was always on us

Had to get off my ass

Had to go get these bands

Gotta hop on this flight, girl Ima hit you when I land

Pulling out that lot

In a big body benz

I don't think you fit in my plans

She said, "please give me a second chance"

You just wanna be in my face, its sad you a 5, you think you a 10

Margelly up on my waist and face and money all in my ear

All love but I grew up on haight, big bank, Fillmoe, learn how to skate

You too scared to be yourself, lil' nigga, you know you outta place

I've been going through some things, I self reflect, I had to change

I can tell that you alone, baby girl, you know I see your pain

Too bad, girl, you thought

We pulling off the lot

We count an awful lot

We count an awful lot

Me and my bros had to run to the bank, gotta count them stacks, gotta double on up

Bih wanna sip my cup so bad, I told her too bad, I poured it all up

I don't wanna take no pictures with you, bitch, I cut it all up

It's insane when they flop, they count on me

Maybe it was always on us

Had to get off my ass

Had to go get these bands

Gotta hop on this flight, girl Ima hit you when I land

Pulling out that lot

In a big body Benz

I don't think you fit in my plans

She said, "please give me a second chance"

They love it when I lose

They hate when I count these blues

I walked up in the room, these VVS make your bitch choose

A nigga want some smoke we had to put him on the news

C4 ain't never been broke, lil' bitch, don't get that shit confused

I can't do no stalling

You know them bands be calling

We don't do no talking, we walk up and get the sparking

High as shit, but I can't cut down on the gas, I keep inhaling

They might give me 50 years, they find these packs that I've been selling

Me and my bros had to run to the bank, gotta count them stacks, gotta double on up

Bih wanna sip my cup so bad, I told her too bad, I poured it all up

I don't wanna take no pictures with you, bitch, I cut it all up

It's insane when they flop, they count on me

Maybe it was always on us

Had to get off my ass

Had to go get these bands

Gotta hop on this flight, girl Ima hit you when I land

Pulling out that lot

In a big body Benz

I don't think you fit in my plans

She said, "please give me a second chance"