[Intro: Chase Banz & King Yella]
Ayy, y'all know what the fuck what's goin' on right now, right? (Chase Banz got a bag)
Let's go
Motherfuckers goin' crazy in these streets

[Chorus: Chase Banz]
I just wanna count how many bullets I got left
I just wanna count how many guns is on the shelf
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
I just wanna count how many bitches I done fucked
I just wanna count how many checks that I done blown
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count (Yeah)
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count

[Verse 1: Chase Banz]
I don't fuck with you like E-40 (What?)
I'm not Big Sean, but you know I got that money (What?)
Gwop in my bank 'cause I rap like a mummy (Let's go)
1K for a feature, better clout up, lil' dummy (1K)
I'ma do my thing, fuckin' on your bitch (What?)
Hit her from the back 'cause she swear a n***a rich
All I buy is clothes (Clothes), ah, you rock Girbauds? (Girbauds)
You a brokе n***a (What?), you don't got no hoes (What?)
All I do is fuck bad bitches, that's my type (Lеt's get it)
How you ain't know? N***a, you know I be hype (Yeah)
All we do is shows, gettin' paid for shows (What?)
Start a fight at shows (What?), riot in these shows
If you want some beef, pull up, you get shot (Money)
One hitter quitter, hit a n***a in the heart (Bah, bah, bah)
He gon' be like, "Damn, I'm up in a jam" (Boom, boom)
Hit him with that .40, then I skrrt off in that Lamb' (Let's go)
[Chorus: Chase Banz & FBG Duck]
I just wanna count how many bullets I got left
I just wanna count how many guns is on the shelf
When they talkin' shit (What happen?), all I do is count
When they talkin' shit (What happen?), all I do is count
I just wanna count how many bitches I done fucked
I just wanna count how many checks that I done blown
When they talkin' shit (What happen?), all I do is count
When they talkin' shit (Ayy), all I do is count (FBG, bitch)

[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
When they talkin' shit, I just sit back and laugh (Haha)
Y'all broke as shit, y'all ain't gettin' no bag (Nah)
Ah, I fucked your bitch? I see why you mad (You mad)
Boy, get off your ass, go get you some cash (Some cash)
'Case you wanna know how many shots up in the .40
You gon' feel them shots when I shoot the fuck out of shorty
I be on the trey just in case you didn't know (Know)
If I ain't on the trey, you can catch me on the four (The four)
Free that boy Wooski, swear to God, he go dumb (Free Wooski)
Free my brother Brick, he ain't never been for none (Free Brick)
Free Cee Ball, he'll come kidnap your mom (Free Ball)
Free that boy Wee Wee, he'll shoot you in your tongue (Free Wee Wee)
They can't never say we ain't posted on the block (They lyin')
Traffic, tints on that car (Uh-skrrt), ridin' with that bah (Bah)
N***as steady flexin' and them n***as need to stop (Stop)
Y'all say ya checkin', but I know you n***as not (Money)
[Chorus: Chase Banz & King Yella]
I just wanna count how many bullets I got left
I just wanna count how many guns is on the shelf
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
I just wanna count how many bitches I done fucked
I just wanna count how many checks that I done blown
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count (King)
When they talkin' shit (King Yella), all I do is count (Let's go)

[Verse 3: King Yella]
Look, look, twenties, fifties, hundreds, I be countin' (Count up)
N***a play with gang, leave his face all on the counter (Grraow)
Shorty, I'm a trapper, you know how I get it (Let's get it)
Yeah, I got the loudest dope and I got the midget (Huh?)
Hurricane wrist, I'm cookin' bricks all in the kitchen (Cook it up)
If I get a brick, watch how many times I flip it (Flip, flip, flip, flip)
Shawty say she want me, bitch, your ass a thotty (You is)
Backpage all my bitches, I sell bitches on the block (I'm a pimp)
Look, I just bought a coupe, I sat that bitch right on some Forgis (Skee-skrrt)
Yeah, I'm twenty-six, but two treys on my whip, it's gorgeous (Skee-skrrt)
Shorty pussy wet (Drip), I think it drip like Florida (Damn)
Baby, I'm the man, King Yella, I be drippin' water (Woo, gang)

[Chorus: Chase Banz]
I just wanna count how many bullets I got left
I just wanna count how many guns is on the shelf
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
I just wanna count how many bitches I done fucked
I just wanna count how many checks that I done blown
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
When they talkin' shit, all I do is count
[Outro: Chase Banz]
Woo, woo
Woo, woo