Låttexter:
Count The Stars First Time

and black and blues, I' m shivering because I wondered what you'd think, if I didn't break, and made a change for you It feels like, the first time,

internet Been around the world and still I'm not finished yet I'm a celebrity get me out of here Get me out of here Get me out of here First tweet

ounces of gas Ask the feds what I had when they found me We down with whatever, don't interrupt my countin' Ballin' on a daily basis, call my accountant Only time

a bitch, I got my hand up her dress The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest And AK47 is my fucking address I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a

since Third time felon nigga, who you tellin'? 'Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes And dust to dust, if you fuck with us It's a must we bust and if you stand wit us Nine times

season If you got popped five times You breathing for a reason Let's put the five tenure plan into progression Before we count our paper Count our

my money count money My nickname is Billy, I'm a motherfucking star My penthouse so high that my address is Mars Auto oil rig, now my bank counts Arabian

hate that my worth sparks But I ain't goin nowhere like a birthmark I pound puppies before they get to they first bark Anybody wanna get they first spark

, famous artists payin' me Hotels with fly room, with sneakers starin' at the moon Mad atmosphere, ridin' first class on British Air Lobster and steak, while y'all back in time