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Count Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Young Rock
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Stone Peffly




Young Rock - Count Up Lyrics




I walk in Wells Fargo and then I walk out with the dough
I keep it real I can't cap for the hoes
These boys swear that we bros
Made a tape with his bitch no bang bros
They call me Rock Bolt cause I'm going for the gold
And the pack too strong bitch I'm smoking on mold
Loose leaf paper how the boy fold
Ima get rich still count up with my bros
(Woo woo woo woo)

On an overseas beat with some overseas clothes
You can call me what you want but you can't call me broke
Cause my pockets stay full and that's on my soul
It's my time now can't wait on a hoe
Ain't got no grass but u know that I grow
And she say I'm a dog so I gave the dog bone
And the double g kicks with the belt rhinestones

And I need me a 30 so I be in my zone
And they copy and paste I know they my clones
Tryna steal my sauce boy oh no no
223 gone get the boy gone
Hit your bitch home run going going gone
Should I rock Chanel or Louis Vuitton
Can't be a yes man no I can't be a pawn
And they plotting on rock cause they want the boy gone (Yee yee yee)

And they plotting on rock cause they want the boy gone
And he mad cause his bitch keep playing my songs
She wanna top me up all night long
Ima call up big slime he gone turn you to fog
Don't dm me none of your songs
Smoking on pressure like I'm Chong
And the G17 gone smoke him no bong

I walk in Wells Fargo and then I walk out with the dough
I keep it real I can't cap for the hoes
These boys swear that we bros
Made a tape with his bitch no bang bros
They call me Rock Bolt cuz I'm going for the gold
And the pack too strong bitch I'm smoking on mold
Loose leaf paper how the boy fold
Ima get rich still count up with my bros
(Woo woo woo)

On an overseas beat with some overseas clothes
You can call me what you want but you can't call me broke
Cause my pockets stay full and that's on my soul
It's my time now can't wait on a hoe
Ain't got no grass but u know that I grow
And she say I'm a dog so I gave the dog bone
And the double g kicks with the belt rhinestones
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I walk in Wells Fargo and then I walk out with the dough
I keep it real I can't cap for the hoes
These boys swear that we bros
Made a tape with his bitch no bang bros
They call me Rock Bolt cause I'm going for the gold
And the pack too strong bitch I'm smoking on mold
Loose leaf paper how the boy fold
Ima get rich still count up with my bros
(Woo woo woo woo)

On an overseas beat with some overseas clothes
You can call me what you want but you can't call me broke
Cause my pockets stay full and that's on my soul
It's my time now can't wait on a hoe
Ain't got no grass but u know that I grow
And she say I'm a dog so I gave the dog bone
And the double g kicks with the belt rhinestones

And I need me a 30 so I be in my zone
And they copy and paste I know they my clones
Tryna steal my sauce boy oh no no
223 gone get the boy gone
Hit your bitch home run going going gone
Should I rock Chanel or Louis Vuitton
Can't be a yes man no I can't be a pawn
And they plotting on rock cause they want the boy gone (Yee yee yee)

And they plotting on rock cause they want the boy gone
And he mad cause his bitch keep playing my songs
She wanna top me up all night long
Ima call up big slime he gone turn you to fog
Don't dm me none of your songs
Smoking on pressure like I'm Chong
And the G17 gone smoke him no bong

I walk in Wells Fargo and then I walk out with the dough
I keep it real I can't cap for the hoes
These boys swear that we bros
Made a tape with his bitch no bang bros
They call me Rock Bolt cuz I'm going for the gold
And the pack too strong bitch I'm smoking on mold
Loose leaf paper how the boy fold
Ima get rich still count up with my bros
(Woo woo woo)

On an overseas beat with some overseas clothes
You can call me what you want but you can't call me broke
Cause my pockets stay full and that's on my soul
It's my time now can't wait on a hoe
Ain't got no grass but u know that I grow
And she say I'm a dog so I gave the dog bone
And the double g kicks with the belt rhinestones
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Writer: Stone Peffly
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