🎵 Countdown // by Stasi Quinn

1 ContributorCountdown Lyrics Wake up in the morning put my dress on with my heels Looking like a loaded gun cause you know I got lips to kill Bitches seeing that swag getting mad and can't deal While I'm aiming for a mill and getting closer to a deal I'm a priceless worker I like to paint it out an exhibit Work a few couple digits, so touching me is forbidden They said I couldn't do it but obviously I did it Getting green like frogs (ribbit) Brought that heat into the kitchen and some bitches turned up missinig I told them I had that fire I guess they chose not listen They started with all the dissing and now these bitches is bitching I told them to tie they shoes so I dont know why they tripping Getting bills like Clinton and tearing down all the malls I'm shittin' on em like some bathroom stalls If you want it you can get it, if you dont, dont get involved But if you got a problem then yo problem can be solved I'm a real bitch one deep in my crocodile pumps no dundee You hating hoes make me laugh you fun-ty Just keep talking while I'm countinig my mon-tey I keep it real everyday you fronting You claim you run shit? You dont run me Sac Town bitch I run these streets put my city on the map like I'm Bun B