Watching lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, hey
This a new wave, this a new world order
You know? Like, this sh*t more than life
TD, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
When you got racks on the counter, you gotta count 'em (Hey)
You don't know who pocket watchin', all around you (Yeah, let's go)
We in that Scat Pack, drivin', n*gga, [?]
My lil' sh*t throw it, like, drop it
[?]
I put Ed Hardy all on her body
Walk in L', b*tch, tryna see what's inside it
I just cashed a new check, I'm excited
Know she f*ck with it, 'cause she can't fight it
Copped the crib, now I might cop a island
Whole lot of M's to my name, but I don't do no stylish
I'm in yo head
It's a rich party, so I know yo ass ain't invited, yeah
Ho, where you at?

[Verse 1]
Okay, I might go and pull up, let's keep this sh*t private, yeah
Finna rеlax
I got trust issues because I know n*ggas wan' slimе me
I done got stabbed in my back
AP, my wrist, I can never be up for my timin'
Whole time, these n*ggas went flat
Choppity, chop', if that n*gga tryna play with my shawty
All I would hear is that "flatt"
I call my lil' n*gga up, just to handle lil' business
He finna go, just do that
Ran up a M, you would think a young n*gga do fitness
Whole time, my pockets just fat
Hey, my new lil' sh*t got the face of a doll
I love it when she look back
Hey, I know some n*ggas waitin' for me to fall
But I could never do that
[Refrain]
Walk in L', b*tch, tryna see what's inside it
I just cashed a new check, I'm excited
Know she f*ck with it, 'cause she can't fight it
Copped the crib, now I might cop a island
Whole lot of M's to my name, but I don't do no stylish
I'm in yo [?]
It's a rich party, so I know yo ass ain't invited, yeah
Ho, where you at?

[Verse 2]
Ten K just for the walk-through
Hey, she need somebody to talk to
Ayy, I got a shoulder you could lean on
Shawty, that's just if you want to
Say, f*ck yo last man, he a peon
Ayy, she wan' f*ck, turn the beat on
I wear Balenci', my sweater, my socks too
Hey, the same color as neon
Drag out ma dukes, a new crib, man, I got to
This a AMG, straight out the lot too
My lil' sh*t gotta go get her hair did
That's ironic, my pockets got knots too
Spend a bag with the gang, out in Paris
She ain't talkin' 'bout "we", ho, that's not true
Got my stick in the spot, it's binary
Boy, you lucky as hell, I ain't pop you
When I dive in this sh*t, [?]
Yeah she got grip on it, lil' ho, she top two
When it comes to them racks, I ain't sharin'
[?]
Couldn't kick the cup, I got it near me
Set got a different vibe in every city
Man, I'm so high, a n*gga barely steerin'
Hop out the Wraith, she thought it was McLaren (Slatt)
[Chorus]
When you got racks on the counter, you gotta count 'em (Hey)
You don't know who pocket watchin', all around you (Yeah, let's go)
We in that Scat Pack, drivin', n*gga, [?]
My lil' sh*t throw it, like, drop it
[?]
I put Ed Hardy all on her body
Walk in L', b*tch, tryna see what's inside it
I just cashed a new check, I'm excited
Know she f*ck with it, 'cause she can't fight it
Copped the crib, now I might cop a island
Whole lot of M's to my name, but I don't do no stylish
I'm in yo [?]
It's a rich party, so I know yo ass ain't invited, yeah
Ho, where you at?