​sixth sense lyrics

[Intro]
-'Cause of how I dress?
The blood be on my heels
The Fendi on my-

[Verse]
(This is a certified switch classic)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Damn son, where'd you find this?)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
God, I think I'm sick
Think I got a sixth sense
I see money b*tch, stacking up
God damn, I need a counter b*tch
Count it up
'Cause I can’t count up what I'm worth b*tch
(Real trap sh*t)
I'm Count Dracula
I wanna see your blood spill
(Blood spill)
(Blood spill)
(Blood spill)
Don’t you talk about me?
Don’t you talk sh*t?
You don’t know about me
f*ck you b*tches
You ride my di*k like some b*tches
Y'all wanna talk about some funds?
I ate y'all money for dinner, like talk less
Jealous 'cause of how I dress?
The blood be on my heels
The Fendi on my belt
b*tch I got checks
Think I got a sixth sense, I see money b*tch
I see money b*tch
(Yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
God, I think I'm sick
Think I got a sixth sense
I see money b*tch, stacking up
God damn, I need a counter b*tch
Count it up
'Cause I can’t count up what I'm worth b*tch
(Real trap sh*t)
I'm Count Dracula
I wanna see your blood spill
(Blood spill)
(Blood spill)-