Video Countin Caskets Demo de The Administration Mp 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Administration Mp - Countin Caskets Demo Lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, man, you niggas actors
You fuckin' rappers, y'all actin'
I come through blastin'
Your bitch too basic, a catfish, I…
Your bitch too basic, a catfish
That shit too tragic
I'm countin' caskets, that's- (Count up, count up)
Caskets, I'm countin' caskets (Count up, count up)
In Aston
That Aston Martin
Bitch, I'm crashin', I'm laggin' (What? Crash that shit)
I'm jetlaggin' (LA, LA)
Ayy, yeah, ayy, uh

[Verse 1]
Man, my bitch too bad
Ayy, yeah, my bitch too bad, she bad and bougie (Bad and bougie)
Yeah, grab her on the booty, told that ho she cutie
Yeah, ay, shit, '08, rockin' Coogi (What?)
Ayy, shit, yeah, bitch, '08, rockin' Coogi
Yeah, hit shit
Kickin' shit, kickin' shit
Ooh, I just got a bitch and she love the suckin' dick
Ayy, I just got a whip and I love to drive that shit
Ayy, when I'm in the VIP all the bitches feel my shit (Oh yeah)
Ooh, uh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah, ooh-ooh
Swoolin' with the loot
Ooh, gave that ho the boot (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, what I do? (Yeah)
Count a hundred thou'
Ooh, ooh, I'm too…
Ooh, ooh, only fuck with red, ooh, ooh, don't fuck with blue
If you Snoop then you cool
Ooh, ooh, boy, I'm bool
Ooh, uh, yeah, yeah, uh
[Chorus]
Man, these niggas actors
They fuckin' actin' (Carti)
Man, these niggas actors
These niggas rappers, they actin'
I come through blastin'
Up in traffic, in traffic
Pull up in traffic
I'm countin' caskets, caskets (What? What?)
You niggas blastin'
I ain't blastin', y'all ashin'
That Aston Martin
Bitch, I crash it, I crash it (What?)
Bitch, I crash it, crash it
Bitch, I'm blastin', I'm blastin'
Bitch, in Aston, uh, I'm blastin' (What?)

[Verse 2]
Uh, uh
Come here, let's go
Come here, let's go
Uh, come here, let's go
Uh, come here, let's go, let's go, let's go
Ayy, yeah, bet I hit that check, that check
Fuck your ho, she give me neck
Boy, that pussy stay so wet
I'm in South Atlanta shit
Zone 3, bitch, that's what I rep
2900, 2900
Ayy, shout out Flocka Flame, in the cut with the flame
Uh, shout out to my dog, he got niggas with the things
Ayy, shout out to my plug, boy, he send them niggas in
Ayy, and my niggas here, boy, we might just bring it in
And I fuck with the DJ so he playin' all my shit
And I been in this…
Uh, yeah, shit, ooh, yeah
Man, I just seen some niggas at the shit
Man, these niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Pour that cup, try that shit
Talkin' shit get you lit
Ayy, bitch, I'm too lit
Ayy, yeah, I'm too lit
Got a bitch, she too lit (Rubi)
[Chorus]
Ayy, yeah, these niggas actors
They fuckin' actors
Ayy, these fuckin' rappers, they fuckin' actin'
Ayy, Aston Martin coupe, I'm blastin'

[Bridge]
Havin', I'm fuckin' havin'
Off the dome, bitch, I'm off the dome
I'm on the phone, ho, I'm on the phone, shut up
I'm off the dome, bitch, just give me dome, shut up
I'm on the phone, bitch, I'm on the phone, shut up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, alright, yeah
I'm on the phone, bitch, I'm on the phone, shut up
I'm on the phone, bitch, I'm on the phone
Uh, I'm on the phone, bitch, I'm on the phone

[Open Verse]