count on me ft. R Stacks Lyrics

(Where you at?)

(I told my baby, "Count on me")

(Yo, jtski)

(Where you at?)

I told my baby, "Count on me"

Brodie told me, "It's alright," then I believe

Make a way for all my brothers, I'm the street

(Shit)

Born in this country, and when I leave, I pray they don't

Hate me

She said, "Can I throat?"

Maybe

She said, "Who the G.O.A.T.?"

It ain't me

They run they mouth, I run my pockets, same thing

I've been on my shit, lately

No that ain't my bitch, that's my lady

All that movement in her hips, she straight from the eighties

She went for the kiss, I'm tryna make babies

Do you know how I feel?

I feel this bitch 'bouta turn up

Walkin' with my burner

I'm gon' always keep my word up

Count on me to turn up

Get this shmoney like I'm Shmurda

Heard y'all was talkin' crazy with rappers I ain't heard of

Stacks

Mr. Make It Happen, count on me

They all hated on the grind, came from the bottom, from the street

We been trappin' and finessing, keeping weapons all on me

I been worried 'bout the money, counter counting up my fees

I hopped on this shit with bro, nah I ain't ever charge a fee

Call me the hero of the city, cause I love to spazz on all these beats

I came with ammo for the fleet

'Cause I ain't plan to take defeat

Got some shit that's coming soon, Dog Days in the streets

Love the art, I love the game

This a renty, this the range

Flicking up, I'm with my gang

Say she love me, that's okay

Now go tat it on your face

Yeah

Bitch, then tat it on your face

Like

(Count on me)

Count on me to always put you on, count on me

Count on me to fuck you to my songs, count on me

Count on me to grow this money long, count on me

Bae, you sexy, let's get drunk and get it on (Just count on me)

I told my baby, "Count on me"

Brodie told me, "It's alright," then I believe

Make a way for all my brothers, I'm the street

(Shit)

Born in this country, and when I leave, I pray they don't

When I leave, I pray they don't

Don't

(Yo, jtski)