Released on February 11, 2016

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[Intro]

Girl, ya know, ya know (ya know)

Girl, ya know I be counting guap (ya know)

Girl, ya know I will send some shots (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't freak with opps (ya know)


[Chorus]

Girl, ya know I be counting guap (ya know)

Girl, ya know I'ma send some shots (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't fuck with opps (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't fuck with cops (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't fuck ratchet hoes (Ya know, ayy, ya know)

Girl, ya know I keep my ratchet close (Ya know)

Girl, ya know I'm quick to blast it though (ya know)

And ya know I'm all about flexing though (ya know)


[Verse]

Girl, ya know I count my racks up

I got the .30 for my back up, ayy

Click-clack, nigga, back up

Click-clack, nigga, guess what? Ayy

You wifing that bitch but she coochie popping

Know that girl don't keep her coochie silence

I sip lean, girl, that boose invalid

Girl, ya know my gun too damn solid, ayy

I just start popping Xanax

Me off Xanax equals mans wet

Me off 10 flats, 10 dead mans

Dead mans in my pocket, dead man pants


[Chorus]

Girl, ya know I be counting guap (ya know)

Girl, ya know I'ma send some shots (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't fuck with opps (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't fuck with cops (ya know)

Girl, ya know I don't fuck ratchet hoes (Ya know, ayy, ya know)

Girl, ya know I keep my ratchet close (Ya know)

Girl, ya know I'm quick to blast it though (ya know)

And ya know I'm all about flexing though (ya know)


[Outro]

I think I need a beat, call up Dolan