Hundred Counting Lyrics

Uh yea so I hope everything's fucking going fire with Gaiges fucking Road Trip Album And I hope uh hope you enjoy this shit for real uh I just uh been supporting Gaige from Day one fucking you know so should you uh if you haven't already you know you should Fucking start supporting him ya know

(Lada finna spin that shh)

Yea I'm under to much yea

(To much)

I ain't tend to do much yea

(Do much)

Fuck it bitch I suit up brrr

(Suit up)

Hunnid counting corrupt yea yea

No fronting we ain't lose touch nah

I go dumb and dumber Jeff Danial

Damn I'm fucking up way to much yea yea

Yea I love but the woahs don't yea

I won't take diff approach yea

Caught him whipping in the Porsche yea

Skirt ina ghost Damn

Go n lay it on the floor yea

We can dance on patron yea

Got em leaving it alone yea

If I'm leaving here alone yea

I'm gon take it with me

Man she crazy I ain't finna claim she with me

Hit my phone and I'ma say I'm busy

Say I'm looking some real

This shit been a deal with the way she gon slang the kitty

Okay okay Lil bitch I love you but you ain't say it with me like

(I miss you Gaige)

Wait ima okay I'm kidding

It's ain't go like this uh

Miller light tastes like shit yea

Big cream this light whip yea

Take a shroom ona island

What do I get

No sleep No NyQuil aight then

I'm so dry in that heat where u die in

Police so blind they sliding

Yea yea don't mind em

Yea I'm under to much

I ain't tend to do much yea

Fuck it bitch I suit up brr

Hunnid counting curupt yea yea

No fronting we ain't lose touch nah

I go dumb and dumber I go dumb and dumber

Yea I'm fucking up way to much yea

Fucking up way to much yea

Yea I'm under to much

I ain't tend to do much yea

Fuck it bitch I suit up brr

Hunnid counting curupt yea yea

No fronting we ain't lose touch nah

I go dumb and dumber I go dumb and-yea

Fucking up way to much yea

Fucking up way to much yea

I love it but it sucks yea

Got us loving on bitch yea

Man that suck so much dam

You ain't even know what yea

What to say

Damn this shit could go hunnid ways

Man I'm stuck in that desert hunnid days

And we wonder why we ain't in fucking shade

She want shades of gray but make you pay to play

I'ma finna hit that dance but could you say the same

He pick that gun up take yo brain away yea

I'm finna take aim away

We gon party we party that pain away

(Like ooo)

And I'm hardly I'm hardly gon hate to

If We alone than I'll go get that thang approved

Better play yo part if you don't play the rules

I microwave her heart and man I ate it too

Animal

I'm finna escape yo jus play it cool

Man I feel like the Saints I get paid to lose

I ain't playing we laying its veiny too

I ain't playing (I pray you do) I pray you do

(My phone is fucked up so we're like never gonna talk again but I love you oh I don't love You I don't love you)

Yea yea yea I pray pray you do

Yea I love it

Yea I'm under to much yea

I ain't tend to do much yea

Fuck it bitch I suit up brr

Hunnid counting curupt yea yea

No fronting we ain't lose touch nah

I go dumb and dumber I go dumb and dumber

Yea I'm fucking up way to much yea

Fucking up way to much

Yea I'm under to much

I ain't tend to do much yea

Fuck it bitch I suit up brr

Hunid counting curupt yea yea

No fronting we ain't lose touch nah

I go dumb and dumber I go dumb and-yea

Yea I'm fucking up way to much yea

Fucking up way to much

(To much to much too)

Say wassup Road trip

Wassup Road trip