Helmut Lang Lyrics

Kg niggas up to no good

Prolly somewhere in your hood

Fucked the work up but it sold good

Ask the junkie bout me he gonna tell you my store good

He gon tell you my store better

Its something about me I put it on the stove better

Turn a hot day cold weather

MoneyKount Music whole bunch of go getters

shoutout 02 get

Alot of these niggas be in the way

Aint even make a dollar all day

Moneykount I be Kountin Money might take Obama daughter on a date

I tell you no you better not ask again

Police come im where the attic is

Work come in im where the addicts is

You wanna sit down and eat you need proper etiquette

Im cooking up using proper measurements

Dont call me nothing else but Kount Dracula

Matterfact call me the child snatcheler

I take a baby from a grown man

Brodie just came home he finna go again

In the YOTA I got road rage

Mad as shyt im boutta crash the whip

I been sitting on him for 4 days

He bout get blasted like he cracked a fifth

Niggas catch a case be telling

Nigga you could have pled the fifth

These niggas worse than Rayful Edmonds

How you do it then you gon turn around and snitch

Police make a U turn right around the whip

Watch how fast my little ass up and get

yeah nigga this how I live

I got this Kount shyt in my brain

Nigga we aint nun the same

Rock TNT & Helmut Lang

Moneykount music nigga

brr

Moneykount nigga