young niggas countin racks lyrics – king louie

i’m just a young n*gg* countin racks
flow them bands and get em back,
cashes everything around me,
f*ck sh*t i keep death around me,
spray then i would move around me,
private kicks my favorite roots,
i ring fragrant, she would think that i fading it,
with a hannabe ob, listen to some toc,
better b*tch rolling more weed,
in more glory…in that galaxy
thirty hangin out the heat, bullets look like batteries
pocket full of politicians,
been pressy, tryin to wanna thum award,
lord check what i get bored, take a picture say cheese,
i’m just in my mercedes, they just got another one,
stunt like my mother sun.

and so my young n*gg*s countin racks,
young n*gg*s getting money,
bad b*tch ..looking like are beggin money
i got my mack in my spray ground,
looking like i’m beggin money,
do it big for a win, where we use to have no money.
young n*gg*s countin racks
oh this for my young n*gg*s countin racks
uh, young n*gg*s countin racks.

i’m just the young n*gg*s countin racks
b*tch i’m on my wrist sh*t,
bring the whole out wrist b*tch,
she blow me like she wait sh*t,
p*ssports escorts, driving on the other side,
more born this b*tch, double f*ck the other side,
i got friends but homicide, all this money got me high
your b*tch see me..she like all this money got me by,
dope us ..for every day, bearing up heavy way,
rap thug shawty, 30 in the forty
transform bands doing donuts in the audi
when i get them fans b*tch i turn up like a party
countin these racks smoking like a bob marley
doing all for l’s and my real n*gg* is well.


/ king louie lyrics