[Lyric] Numbers (Gucci Playboy & Leon Loaded)

Gucci Playboy

Hook x2

I put 10 up on the beat and make it groove
I put 20 on your ties and cut em loose
I put 30 on the table make a move
Put a 40 on your head and make it boom

Verse

Steady hoeing with your goofy ass
You disrespect the set
Dry snitching on the gang
Only finna get you wet
Gucci Leon with the vibes
Bitch you fucking with the best
Pull up on you open fire
Kill a fuck boy off a bet
People looking at me sideways
I’m just tryna smoke my blunt
Dropped a tape and went commercial
That’s a homer off a bunt
You gotta risk it all you еither run it or you punt
Ain’t Going soft on a pussy why you acting like a cunt?
Money countеr count it up
Keep it beepin on my phone
I like being by myself but they won’t leave me alone
Gucci playboy in the VIP gone roll another zone
Lil pussy watch ya tone, always acting like you grown
Watch ya fuckin mouth before you get these fuckin hands
What’s the plan Stan? Damn ima pop another zan
All that shit they talkin bout the LeftHandRubberBand
But Ima run it up till lil playboy kick the can
Hook x2

Leon Loaded
Verse

I put 20 on ya head you try my life
Shoot from 30 with the 30 clip you die
Break a 40 then I cut you with the glass
Got a 50 round drum I’m on yo ass
I got kicked up out of school for coming smelling like the gas
And ms little called the cops when I had got the tardy pass
Went to jail at 17 and I ain’t never shed a tear
Got a lot of funny looks but ain’t nobody poke the bear
I be running up the check cuz boy that’s all I ever knew
And if you try to do me dirty swear to god I’ll get you ruined
They don’t call me big stone face killa for nothing
Cuz I be stoned, and my face never move when im bussin
I done spent my whole life being the butt of the joke
But now it’s comeback time, if you sleep get you woke
I be working round the clock I’m grinding through the weekend
And I watch the numbers climb and count the shit with two hands

Hook x2