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[Hook: Young Thug] Count it up with my boys Ran it up with my boys Whip bandanas with my boys East Atlanta them my boys Buy purple for my boys Pass squirters to my boys Young Scooter be my woadie And I'm not from Magnolia But I fuck her with my boys I mingle with my boys I'm living with my boys And I can tell you I know it I can tell, I swear to God I can tell [Verse 1: Young Scooter] If you ain't my boy You need to get the fuck from 'round here Don't need you in my presence, nigga I can tell who you is Thugger, that's my boy You witness me fuck up a whole mill Street money, nigga, I ain't got no fucking record deal Leaning like a fool, point punched [?] from doctor Phil Take a good look at my ice, it's all real Took a look back at my life Don't know how I live I let my boy, D.D., by street, you know he kill [Hook: Young Thug] Count it up with my boys Ran it up with my boys Whip bandanas with my boys East Atlanta them my boys Buy purple for my boys Pass squirters to my boys Young Scooter be my woadie And I'm not from Magnolia But I fuck her with my boys I mingle with my boys I'm living with my boys And I can tell you I know it I can tell, I swear to God I can tell [Verse 2: VL Deck] I went with the same niggas from day one And the loyalty over royalty, we don't care about that Birds don't fly for the flocking, yo Every right or wrong, we be still whatever That B.M.G. shit, I'm putting faces on stretchers My nigga Young Scooter for neffa Split pack with the ran, no presser A lot of money in our pocket Tell the bitch there is no pressure Now, you can say what you want But it look so we making all the noise Two part shit, ain't making shit without my boys! [Hook: Young Thug] Count it up with my boys Ran it up with my boys Whip bandanas them my boys East Atlanta with my boys Buy purple for my boys Pass squirters to my boys Young Scooter be my woadie And I'm not from Magnolia But I fuck her with my boys I mingle with my boys I'm living with my boys And I can tell you I know it I can tell, I swear to God I can tell [Verse 3: K Blacka] In my whole round, wammy, and my boys stop for me The little pricks, they should think they cowboys how I fuck with them niggas Hit a sissy for a half a zip, my boy have seven grams Keep it real with you bruh, cut my heart with my right hand Take a look, cause you are on hell's road now I'm telling you, you can't trust no damn fool, so nigga You been black, no bitch, never been no bitch If they fuck with you, boy, I unload every stick [Hook: Young Thug] Count it up with my boys Ran it up with my boys Whip bandanas with my boys East Atlanta them my boys Buy purple for my boys Pass squirters to my boys Young Scooter be my woadie And I'm not from Magnolia But I fuck her with my boys I mingle with my boys I'm living with my boys And I can tell you I know it I can tell, I swear to God I can tell [Verse 4: Young Thug] Skeeted up with my niggas Get richer with my niggas Fishscale fishes for dinner Balenciagas the winners Sing a rhythm with my nigga, with your bitch on a crystal She caught him leaving with club and blowed it like whistles I won't hurt nobody All my niggas rocking like a cut out stocking Screaming free Pibb, no rocket I wan't all the choppas Came up with my nigga Willie Stay gone you fuck niggas You ain't my bro, you a fuck nigga [Hook: Young Thug] Count it up with my boys Ran it up with my boys Whip bandanas with my boys East Atlanta them my boys Buy purple for my boys Pass squirters to my boys Young Scooter be my woadie And I'm not from Magnolia But I fuck her with my boys I mingle with my boys I'm living with my boys And I can tell you I know it I can tell, I swear to God I can tell
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