Countdemrolls

Lyrics
She on go She on go She on go Countdemrolls Countdemrolls Countdemrolls Fendi toe Fendi toe Fendi toe I spend a bag every time I hit the store Countdemrolls Countdemrolls Countdemrolls She on go She on go She on go I spend a bag every time I go I was just fucking all on yo hoe I might ride that coupe I'm like who are you I might shoot yo crew I might snatch that roof That bitch wanna fuck on me, cus I be the truth That bitch wanna rock my tee, come see what it do I got all the celery, all my cheese be blue I know that you Prada me, wanna fuck the crew I know that they follow me, but I think its cool I think that I might be sick, bitch I got the flu I just caught the Holy Ghost She look who are you I put Gucci on my toe But you knew that tho I was fucking on yo hoe Now she call you bro I don't get it for the high Get it for the low She on go She on go She on go Countdemrolls Countdemrolls Countdemrolls Fendi toe Fendi toe Fendi toe I spend a bag every time I hit the store Countdemrolls Countdemrolls Countdemrolls She on go She on go She on go I spend a bag every time I go I was just fucking all on yo hoe
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- Pollari