count - Intellectual

[Intro: imnotvrycreative, Imogen Heap]

Yeah, uh, yeah

Yeah, uh, yeah (You know you're be—)

[Chorus]

Yeah, he down for the count, I love to count, you'd think that I'm Dracula or somethin'

Turn ya dog to a mouse, shit going down, yeah, you're average, not enough

Don't ya think that ya fabricate enough? Fuck the amount, I ain't made enough

Ain't boutta do that shit you said, I can see right through your bluff

Yeah, he down for the count, I love to count, you'd think that I'm Dracula or somethin'

Turn ya dog to a mouse, shit going down, yeah, you're average, not enough

Don't ya think that ya fabricate enough? Fuck the amount, I ain't made enough

Ain't boutta do that shit you said, I can see right through your bluff, yeah

Back and forth to the bank like I'm arguing with it

You don't like mе, that's cool, but this hard, just admit it

Put a hole in your window like parking ticket

Shit, I don't еven know if he in it

Don't reach out to me 'cause, damn, I'd prolly break your arm in a minute

And I'd tell you that karma did it, huh