2Many2Count Lyrics

Yeah

I got too many racks to count woah (I got too many racks to count)

I got too many racks to count woah (too many racks and bands to count)

I'm addicted to large amounts

Too many switch (huh), I gotta plan

Uh swear I got too many blicks yea too many sticks (aye)

We double it you don't now know you gone flip

Know that my shit gonna come in no reel, ion rent

Swear that my diamonds just look at they

These nigga talking like they ready die, they ready to see em (die woah)

I was talking to demon right last night, he ain't playing (die woah)

Out of town I ain't have no dollars this shit was getting crazy (talk to the demon it get crazy)

I was losing my head, I losing my head I was losing my days (oouu oouu)

Fucking around with that Glock

I'm fucking around with a oouu

I'm stacking it right up, amount

I'm loving this money it's true

It ain't but 2 things that I really just love

That's me and my money, that's me and my money, that's me and my money uhh

Told you these niggas won't make out bitch

Remember those feelings , I bust out da Rick

Hol up just look at the ice on my wrist, these diamonds they shine, they look at this shit

Remember times I won't having no dollars, these niggas didn't wanna hop on my shit

Now I got bitches they sit at my mufuckin house, and that ho gonna suck on my dick going in

Psh, I got money don't mention that bitch

I get em up, bout them bands, know my shit gotta piss off peers

Yeah I been popping these X, yeah I'm steady addicted to pills

(Steady addicted to)

I got too many racks to count woah (I got too many racks to count)

I got too many racks to count woah (too many racks and bands to count)

I'm addicted to large amounts

Too many switch (huh), I gotta plan

Uh swear I got too many blicks yea too many sticks (aye)

We double it you don't now know you gone flip

Know that my shit gonna come in no reel, ion rent

Swear that my diamonds just look at they

These nigga talking like they ready die, they ready to see em (die woah)

I was talking to demon right last night, he ain't playing (die woah)

Out of town I ain't have no dollars this shit was getting crazy (talk to the demon it get crazy)

I was losing my head , I losing my head I was losing my days (oouu oouu)

Fucking around with that Glock

I'm fucking around with a oouu

I'm stacking it right up, amount

I'm loving this money it's true

It ain't but 2 things that I really just love

That's me and my money, that's me and my money, that's me and my money uhh

Hol up just look at the ice on my wrist, these diamonds they shine, they look at this shit

Remember times I won't having no dollars, these niggas didn't wanna hop on my shit

Now I got bitches they sit at my mufuckin house, and that ho gonna suck on my dick going in