[Intro: 458 Keez]

See that blunt

You know what I'm saying

Cris Dinero

Ay

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait

Hold up

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, yeah

I count up the knots

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, yeah

I count up the knots

Hold up, wait, hold up, wait, yeah



[Verse 1: 458 Keez]

Return to the spot, yeah

Get cash a lot, yeah

Already know how I'm rocking

[?] niggas, you know what I got, yeah

Diamonds bling, yeah

Ooh, you know what I mean, ooh, yeah

My diamonds, they sing, ooh, yeah

My diamonds, they scream, ooh, yeah

Rock out, rock out, rock out, whip my cock, out

All on your block, yeah

[?] count up the knots, yeah

Hold up, wait, count it or not, yeah

Yeah, yeah, my pistol is cocked, yeah

Damn, I will pop at your noggin

They call me Kiki the locksmith

Yeah, got the dope in my stockings



[Hook: 458 Keez]

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

I got the dope in my stockings

Bitty bitch, [?]

I might just pop at your noggin

Running this shit, bitch, you jogging

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

I got the dope in my stockings

Bitty bitch, [?]

I might just pop at your noggin

Running this shit, bitch, you jogging

Count it up, yeah



[Verse 2: Cris Dinero]

[?] on a bean, ay

Say you done fucked up my jeans, ay

Baby just loving the scene, ay

[?] she a fiend, ay

Thotty a jit she a teen, ay

Forty round clip with the beam, ooh

Thotty done fucked the whole team, yuh

Diamonds are shining on me, yuh



[Verse 3: Wifisfuneral]

Ay, get this bitch right out my face

Ay, stuck as a demon like wait

Ay, I don't see enemies, fade

Ay, she just gonna suck on that dick

When I'm up on that bitch, whip that shit in the basement

Nigga, you worry about placement

Judging for Benjamin Franklins

Aim with that talk and don't say shit

Slap a pussy if he pasting

I'm the type to have no patience

I just load the yap and aim shit

Take my energy, you ain't shit

I'm gonna get this money, face it

My 40 came with a dick, ooh

Pop a pill, make it extend, bitch

Thumb through the bands, just like 10, quick

Fuck nigga plotting on lame shit

Spending these bands, boy, they ain't shit

Fuck nigga plotting on lame shit

Spending these bands, boy, they ain't shit



[Hook: 458 Keez]

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

Count it up, yeah

Weigh it out, yeah

I got the dope in my stockings

Bitty bitch, [?]

I might just pop at your noggin

Running this shit, bitch, you jogging

Count it up, yeah