Tally Up Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Yea, Swish
I keep an iron on me nigga can't be quick to go
It's Kobe Bryant how these bitches hit for Twenty-Four
And I ain't buying from you niggaz who be selling dope
Because ya clients steady coppin and they said you owe
It's Andrew Bynum how you niggaz posted up wit lows
And niggaz dyin if they reach I swear I'm uppin pole
And I be lying when I speak convince the head to go
Accounts be fried in like a week pull breeshy fore it close
Ima tally up this money when the works done
Shawty twerk sum i fuck her till that perk done
And if they talking bad behavior im on my worst one
And cuzzy charge like three a line when they syrup come
I got blood on the money and I still gotta count it
All these account and routings would've thought we was accountants
I done ran through like two hundred and I stood in private housing
They ain't wanna kick the piece till they saw me dripped and drowning
I'm like Aqua Rich a beast better keep him if you find em
You could wait a week or I'll fuccin on spot em
Mercedes Benz Jeep but the jumpsuit came from Prada
Get the addy then we drop em hit Medulla oblongata's
I'm like Brody bring the mop clear the block street sweeper
Standing at the box did drops so eager
Breakin all the meters I hit shit like Derek Jeter
Big gwap big knots bitch my franklins like Aretha
I go three for three for weeks my touchy's three 'peaters
Kill the beat like meek flamers flow go heat up
Swiping all these visas man these hundreds got me cleaned up
Ima try it I won't buy it claim these Louie V sneakers
Ima tally up this money when the works done
Shawty twerk sum I fuck her till that perk done
And if they talking bad behavior I'm on my worst one
And cuzzy charge like three a line when that syrup come
I keep an iron on me nigga can't be quick to go
It's Kobe Bryant how these bitches hit for Twenty-Four
And I ain't buying from you niggaz who be selling dope
Because ya clients steady coppin and they said you owe
It's Andrew Bynum how you niggaz posted up wit lows
And niggaz dyin if they reach I swear I'm uppin pole
And I be lying when I speak convince the head to go
Accounts be fried in like a week pull breeshy fore it close
Yea Swish Yea
Ima tally up this money when the works done