Countin' Up
Rico Nasty Lyrics


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Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
The fuck? Bitch I'm coming, the fuck?
Woah! Kenny! Yeah!

I'm the bitch with the long hair and the top off
Talk tough, like a bottle top, we twist your top off
Had to hit the turn quick, just to get the narcs off
I'm the real deal shawty and you just the knockoff
Shake it up - no Coca-Cola, I'm the one that pop off
Hit me on my Motorola if you need some narcos
I've been working every day, no, I ain't never call off
Talking shit on Instagram, that pistol make you log off
It's upsetting that these bitches think they better than me
I got the bar too high and it's hard to beat
Gucci shades hit dark so it's hard to see
The easy part is gettin' money but it's hard to keep
I know you seeing that I am busy so, don't bother me
Like I passed every test, you ain't as smart as me
You a stunt double, shawty you a wanna be
See me on the scene, you know that I charged the fee
Like yeah!

What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up
What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up

You can't even handle a bitch like me
Make my own money, and I buy my own weed
Touch my wrist and your hand gon' freeze
Beggin' for the kitty on his hands and knees
Who you frontin' on? Come on girl, I know you a rookie
You got some followers, so what? Do you want you a cookie?
I got promoters throwin' shows so they can say that they booked me
When I walk up in the mall, they be turnin' and lookin'
No race, I went easy 'cause the pace I been pushin'
In the stew, I'm like a chef, they like, "Rico, what you cookin'?"
Probably one of these bitches' heads, I'm better than all the rest
No this is not a drill, hoe, this shit is not a test
I think you need to roll out, catch you actin' too hesitant
I bet you can't count all the money that I just spent
They singin' to the feds like they Jazmine Sullivan
My racks too big, I just popped my rubber band

What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up
What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?




What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up

Overall Meaning

In Rico Nasty's song Countin' Up, the rapper is bragging about her wealth and success in the music industry. She starts off the song with a phone call, telling someone that she is on her way. The song then moves on to her asserting herself as the boss, stating that she is the "bitch with the long hair and the top off." She is confident in her abilities and is not afraid to let others know. She raps about her work ethic and how she hasn't taken a day off, while others talk negatively about her on social media. Rico Nasty also talks about her ability to make money and how she is always counting up. She asserts that she does not need anyone else's help to be successful and that she is in charge of her own life.


Throughout the song, Rico Nasty also addresses those who doubt her abilities and try to bring her down. She encourages them to step up and try to challenge her, but she knows that she is better than the rest. She mentions how she has promoters throwing shows for her and how people turn their heads when she walks into the mall. Rico Nasty also asserts that she is not a rookie and has already proven herself in the music industry.


Overall, Countin' Up is a strong message from Rico Nasty about her power and authority in the music industry. She is confident, proud, and ready to take on anyone who tries to stop her from reaching her goals.


Line by Line Meaning

Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
I'm on my way, don't need to fuss


Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
I'm still on my way, don't call me again


The fuck? Bitch I'm coming, the fuck?
I'm coming, don't rush me


Woah! Kenny! Yeah!
Excited to work with Kenny Beats


I'm the bitch with the long hair and the top off
I'm a confident woman who shows off her body


Talk tough, like a bottle top, we twist your top off
Don't mess with me, I'm ready to fight


Had to hit the turn quick, just to get the narcs off
I had to quickly change direction to avoid the police


I'm the real deal shawty and you just the knockoff
I'm the real deal and you're just a cheap imitation


Shake it up - no Coca-Cola, I'm the one that pop off
I'm the one who causes trouble and excitement


Hit me on my Motorola if you need some narcos
If you need drugs, contact me through my phone


I've been working every day, no, I ain't never call off
I work hard every day and I never take time off


Talking shit on Instagram, that pistol make you log off
Don't talk trash about me on Instagram or you might get hurt


It's upsetting that these bitches think they better than me
I'm frustrated that other women think they're better than me


I got the bar too high and it's hard to beat
I set high standards for myself and it's not easy to surpass them


Gucci shades hit dark so it's hard to see
My Gucci sunglasses make it difficult to see in the dark


The easy part is gettin' money but it's hard to keep
Making money is easy, but keeping it is a challenge


I know you seeing that I am busy so, don't bother me
I'm busy, so don't waste my time


Like I passed every test, you ain't as smart as me
I'm smarter than you and I aced every test


You a stunt double, shawty you a wanna be
You're just a copycat and you're trying to be like me


See me on the scene, you know that I charged the fee
I'm a professional, and my services come at a price


What? What? What? What? What? What? Bitches on my dick, so what?
I don't care if other women are jealous of me


It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up
But it doesn't matter because I'm making money


You can't even handle a bitch like me
You can't handle a strong woman like me


Make my own money, and I buy my own weed
I'm independent and I don't rely on anyone else


Touch my wrist and your hand gon' freeze
My jewelry is expensive and impressive


Beggin' for the kitty on his hands and knees
Men beg for my attention and affection


Who you frontin' on? Come on girl, I know you a rookie
Don't act like you're tough, I know you're inexperienced


You got some followers, so what? Do you want you a cookie?
Just because you have followers doesn't mean you're special


I got promoters throwin' shows so they can say that they booked me
Promoters want to work with me because I'm popular


When I walk up in the mall, they be turnin' and lookin'
I turn heads when I enter a room or public space


No race, I went easy 'cause the pace I been pushin'
I'm not competing with anyone, I'm just doing my own thing


In the stew, I'm like a chef, they like, "Rico, what you cookin'?"
In the recording studio, I'm like a chef, creating something new


Probably one of these bitches' heads, I'm better than all the rest
My music is better than anyone else's


No this is not a drill, hoe, this shit is not a test
I'm serious, this is not a joke


I think you need to roll out, catch you actin' too hesitant
You need to leave, you're not confident enough


I bet you can't count all the money that I just spent
I spend a lot of money and it's hard to keep track


They singin' to the feds like they Jazmine Sullivan
People are snitching to the police like Jazmine Sullivan sings


My racks too big, I just popped my rubber band
I have a lot of money and my rubber band just snapped




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Chad Hugo, Christopher Stein, Deborah Harry, Kenneth Charles III Blume, Maria Cecilia Simone Kelly, Pharrell L Williams, Victor Santiago

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Lyrics:

Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
Hello? Yeah bitch, I said I'm on my way
The fuck? Bitch I'm coming, the fuck?
Woah! Kenny! Yeah!

I'm the bitch with the long hair and the top off
Talk tough, like a bottle top, we twist your top off
Had to hit the turn quick, just to get the narcs off
I'm the real deal shawty and you just the knockoff
Shake it up - no Coca-Cola, I'm the one that pop off
Hit me on my Motorola if you need some narcos
I've been working every day, no, I ain't never call off
Talking shit on Instagram, that pistol make you log off
It's upsetting that these bitches think they better than me
I got the bar too high and it's hard to beat
Gucci shades hit dark so it's hard to see
The easy part is gettin' money but it's hard to keep
I know you seeing that I am busy so, don't bother me
Like I passed every test, you ain't as smart as me
You a stunt double, shawty you a wanna be
See me on the scene, you know that I charged the fee
Like yeah!

What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up
What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up

You can't even handle a bitch like me
Make my own money, and I buy my own weed
Touch my wrist and your hand gon' freeze
Beggin' for the kitty on his hands and knees
Who you frontin' on? Come on girl, I know you a rookie
You got some followers, so what? Do you want you a cookie?
I got promoters throwin' shows so they can say that they booked me
When I walk up in the mall, they be turnin' and lookin'
No race, I went easy 'cause the pace I been pushin'
In the stew, I'm like a chef, they like, "Rico, what you cookin'?"
Probably one of these bitches' heads, I'm better than all the rest
No this is not a drill, hoe, this shit is not a test
I think you need to roll out, catch you actin' too hesitant
I bet you can't count all the money that I just spent
They singin' to the feds like they Jazmine Sullivan
My racks too big, I just popped my rubber band

What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up
What? What? What? What? What? What?
Bitches on my dick, so what?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
It don't matter 'cause I'm steady countin' up



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Rico nasty so versatile 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

@robbinhatchett4179

Just Ice This sound like some early Missy Elliott Ish!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm about to run over my neighbor with this joint blasting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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