Countin’ LETTUXE

[Intro: vnmpire]
Ni-niggas lame as fuck, they be hating’ for no reason
I-I-I’m too bloody hellcat, I don't fake no demons
In the trap-house [?]
Got a Glock in the trunk and a 30-

[Verse 1: vnmpire]
Nigga said he wanna cop a feat, but he lame as fuck
Shoutout prostiiitutiiion for this beat, this shit hard as fuck
And I take yo bitch it was easy, my nigga you lame
Get off yo ass and make yo fuckin bed, stop playing the game

[?]
Then I pull up to your fucking house
[?]
Get too crazy Imma pull up and then ar it out

[Verse 2: Aghast]
Aye yeah, fuckin’ that bitch she think I’m funny
Niggas be mad, I’m gettin’ money
She said I’m sweet im like [?]
She look like snow she a lil bunny
She wanna fuck me because I got guap
Mе and my nigga vnmpire you already know
We gon‘ bust you in yo toе
Aye countin’ this money I’m countin’ this lettuce you already know
Got a guap fetish
Niggas tryna be smart yeah, you is not a chemist