Countin' 100's Lyrics - Singles - G Herbo

I ain't never had shit. I don't know why niggas hating' on me cause I got something' 

They won't here when i had nothing 

You won't want me hating if you had some thin' 

Fell asleep countin 20's, woke up countin' 100's 

Thinkin' bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin' 

Don't talk about it, you talk about it, we are about it 

I see muggin' at these forgienrs when we hop up at them 

You might catch me out of town rockin' crowds wildin' 

All my block walkin' round with a lot of thousands 

Fell asleep countin 20's, woke up countin' 100's 

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Thinkin' bout them old days when I wasn't countin' nothin' 

When you call my phone for verses, I need 50 hundreds 

I can't take no shorts or nothing, I feel like I'm hustlin' 

I'm from the streets, my whip from Tokyo, my tec from Russia 

My shorty's off them hitters bustin', be so quick to bust ya 

We VIP, don't show ID, slide in all the poles through me 

I'm a self-made boss, no employees, everything gotta go through me 

Killers around me, every nigga you seen been day one niggas around me 

Broke niggas can't sit around me, fuck niggas don't sit around me 

Used to leave school, go straight to the block 

I'm about to buy a watch for the time I used to waste on the block 

And I just bought a Glock for niggas try to hate and what not 

Send hollow tips right through his shirt 

And that's picks on the lot 

And why you hatin', cause I talk bout what I got, I ain't braggin' 

Niggas know I grindin' to the top and I'm still grinding 

It's shinin' like my diamonds 

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Benji's, [?], Jacksons 

Fuckin' drop your bitch off, you could trick off me, I'm stackin' 

Last summer man I ran through like 800 hundreds 

Almostly nothin' so this summer just watch how I'm coming 

Ran through at least twenty with the game and that's on Roc 

In the game every day the shit the same, it never stop 

I buy 30s glizzies for the block but all my homies getting guap 

They hustlin' 

[?] our block 

We don't even let 'em get off no shot 

Smokin' dope, still turn up the spot 

Started from the bottom, not a dollar I remember 

Roaches in the kitchen nigga, no heat in December nigga 

Livin' with my granny, mother, sister, aunty, and her children 

All apartment buildings nigga, I don't think you know the feeling 

But this money don't mean shit to me 

Never let the fame or no bitches get to me 

And every time I breathe, I keep smellin' victory 

Countin' 20's til I sleep like I'm sippin' easter pink, nigga