Losing Count

We don't need the sparklers Yeah we stepping unannounced All these barbie's Yeah i swear I'm losing count 20-40 up in every city on the couch See them pillow talking niggas but they quiet as mouse What it bout nigga Brought ya shorty in the spot and we bounce with her Drinking out the bottle She gon' sip it like it's potion You could tell that bitch ain't used to niggas with some motion Come work for the gang yeah we staffing Shorty gotta big body thought her name was Aston Only living once we picking hoes just like they draft picks See a 7 in my section we eject em for a bad bitch You know Three hoes tryna slide only got a two door I'm with the snipes yeah we hit the crew off Lightskin like I'm Russell but I move like Pluto Blow me in the whip like she switching the gas Mugler jeans on her seeing nothing but ass Just cause they lightskin don't mean your bitches is bad You walk up in my shorty closet seeing nothing but tags You can't pipe your shorty up just with some dinners huh Any chick I ever hit now she a winner huh Tucking on the tray I keep a trigga huh All that wood I give your shorty she got splinters huh Oooh I'm the man in here All this Ricky on swear I'm looking like a Panda Bear Switching out the Beamer then I hop up in the Panamer' On some fly shit how the hell I even landed here Countin up them loses I just turned my worker up into a boss bitch Heard him say he mad I got some more shit Glad I'm winning now I'm used to losses All this income see I turn it to an outcome Red beard X'n out these niggas look like Malcolm You could tell he broke the way he talking like he bout some Mami so ashamed that's why she never go announce son Yeah Yeah I be on it Yeah Yeah Going crazy with these uptowns need like 20 pairs You said that's your girl but she sinning in my eyes Smack her from the back I ask her who she said It's Ky's I just need a minute Nigga said it's war but I just treat him like a scrimmage All these VVS's shinning turn a nigga timid All them tweets sneak dissin' me Surprised that I ain't trending Oooh I'm the man in here All this Ricky on swear I'm looking like a Panda Bear Switching out the Beamer then I hop up in the Panamer' On some fly shit how the hell I even landed here Countin up them loses I just turned my worker up into a boss bitch Heard him say he mad I got some more shit Glad I'm winning now I'm used to losses Y'all niggas better step up y'all cash nigga Y'all better step up y'all bag on em