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letra de counting up doe - internetboi

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[intro]
with my lil’ mamacita (ginseng)
yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh yuh (oh sh-t) yuh

[chorus]
i’m counting up dough, with my lil’ mamacita
she a foreign shawty, i think she from costa rica
i really stick to bread like the cheese on a pizza (ohh)
i kick it wit’cho b-tch, i ain’t talking ’bout that fifa (oh)
backwoods thick, lookin’ like queen latifa (ohh)
she hit me on my phone, i don’t know if i need her
i’m always on my own, roll around with the heater (ohh)
pull up in the coupe, only f-ck with two-seaters (yeah)

[verse]
i’m touching twenty bands, on my o.d
i’m drippin’ in the bape, and i’m rocking louis v
you a broke boy, stay the f-ck away from me
never care about a b-tch, all i want is money
counting up checks, b-tch, i can run it up
sipping on that wok, out a styrofoam cup
i’m always on pursuit but never catch me in the [?]
i really shoot you b-tch that ain’t no motherf-cking bluff
thirty round clip, i’ma throw it in the tec
i been busting juggs, i be counting up thesе checks
antisocial, love me, i just do it for thе flex
internetboi, i be coming up next
all these bands on me, i ain’t never f-cking stress
i’m coming for that cheese, yeah i’m coming for the zest
always feeling good, yeah i’m always feeling blessed
riding through yo’ hood, i don’t even need a vest

[chorus]
i’m counting up dough, with my lil’ mamacita
she a foreign shawty, i think she from costa rica
i really stick to bread like the cheese on a pizza (ohh)
i kick it wit’cho b-tch, i ain’t talking ’bout that fifa (oh)
backwoods thick, lookin’ like queen latifa (ohh)
she hit me on my phone, i don’t know if i need her
i’m always on my own, roll around with the heater (ohh)
pull up in the coupe, only f-ck with two-seaters (yeah)

[slowed outro]
i’m counting up dough, with my lil’ mamacita
she a foreign shawty, i think she from costa rica
i really stick to bread like the cheese on a pizza (ohh)
i kick it wit’cho b-tch, i ain’t talking ’bout that fifa (oh)
backwoods thick, lookin’ like queen latifa (ohh)
she hit me on my phone, i don’t know if i need her
i’m always on my own, roll around with the heater (ohh)
pull up in the coupe, only f-ck with two-seaters (yeah)

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