Released on September 28, 2017

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[Intro: Smokepurpp]

Hmm, in the VIP, I'm sippin'

Hmm, sip dope, sip dope, sip dope, dope

Hmm, huh? Hmm, huh? Huh? Hmm, hmm, what?

La música de Harry Fraud


[Chorus: Smokepurpp]

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

Throw a hunnit racks, it hit the floor

In the VIP, I'm sippin' dope

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

I count up, count up, count up, count up dope

Throw a hunnit racks, it hit the floor

In the VIP, I'm sippin' dope

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough


[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]

She say I'm an asshole, girl, I know

I don't want the pussy, baby girl, I want the throat

Can you catch a Uber, girl, I gotta send you home

I got hella bitches comin' home (Okay)

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

I got pack off a boat

Chains on my neck make me choke, uh (Huh?)

And this is Gucci my coat, uh

Rick Owens all on my toes, uh (Huh?)

And I stay clean like some soap, uh

You don't know me, we not bros

You don't know me, we not bros

We don't even share the same hoes

Niggas wanna copy my flow

Copy my style, stealin' my clothes (Yeah)

Look at my watch, that's a 50

When in New York, feel like 50

I think yo bitch wanna kiss me (Huh?)

I let her top me, no kissing


[Chorus: Smokepurpp]

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

Throw a hunnit racks, it hit the floor

In the VIP, I'm sippin' dope (Sippin' dope)

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

I count up, count up, count up, count up dope

Throw a hunnit racks, it hit the floor

In the VIP, I'm sippin' dope

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough


[Verse 2: DRAM]

I got Lucy in the sky with the diamonds feelin' on her

Booty, while I finish my assignment, thumbin' through this loose leaf, by myself on my own island 'til it is time

To leave, then I'm back up in here wildin', baby wipe off your

Nose, what you do with that white girl, the Lord, the only

One knows, 'cause you claim you don't know her, man, that's how you get

Exposed, actin' like you too concerned, baby, just lose

Control, but not enough control to make the car crash

To the fence, where I'm finna take it

Once I hit it, I touch all the bases

Barry Bonds, Ken Griffey, Mark McGwire with it

Yeah, that boy is frigid, but niggas' hotter than the summer (What you wanna know, yeah, yeah)


[Chorus: Smokepurpp]

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

Throw a hunnit racks, it hit the floor

In the VIP, I'm sippin' dope

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough

I count up, count up, count up, count up dope

Throw a hunnit racks, it hit the floor

In the VIP, I'm sippin' dope

I count up, count up, count up, count up dough