Gunna - Count Up

Gunna - Count Up
Count up that money, I’m faster than Sonic (Count up)
Screen Panasonic, my neck like Dasani (Wow)
Clean with no cut and my cup full of muddy
Said I was buddy, but she call me hubby
Diggin' her stuff and I really wasn’t stunnin'
Hope she don’t vomit, I’m deep in her stomach
Told her “I’m coming”, she already cummin'

Makin' some millions way harder than science
Came out the trench with a heart of a lion
Bullshit they sellin' ain’t nobody buying
Ball from a fade, yeah, they don’t want you trying
We back in LA and we racing them Cayennes
Heard this a jackpot and we wanna buy in (Jack)

Yeah, flow like a genie, I roll Lamborghini
Cold in the streets, I got mink and a beanie
Cold like ya hoe and I fuck on her weekly
Hundreds fosho and I cherish it deeply
Count up some dough and give back to the needy
Brought out the pot, I can see who was greedy
Pockets got fat, now they thought it was 3D
Look at Gun-Wunna, immaculate