Count Me Out

Lyrics

[Intro] (Damn, Boom made this?) [Chorus] So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out They just like my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out [Verse] Like a basketball game, I'll box him out I'm always shit talkin', I got a dirty mouth My lil' cousin GD from the Dirty South Found out that nigga location, pulled up to his house The feds on the block, pack it up and bounce Niggas slid but it ain't hit shit, nigga, it don't count A nigga touch me, gon' get found in the lost and found Cappin', rappin'-ass lil' nigga need a cap and gown I'm finna call my lil' niggas up, it's some straps around He don't know I got the gun on me, tryna pat me down I can't put my faith in a bitch, she gon' let me down Fucked this bitch two times, she want anothеr round [Chorus] So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out They just likе my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out [Verse 2] Why the fuck you tryna beef and you ain't got a band? I really thought I liked this bitch until I got up in Don't even ask me if I got it, know I got FN Niggas sneaky 'round this bitch, that's why I ain't got no friends I can't even fall asleep, T, let me buy your Xans I really came up doin' hand-to-hand Your music wack as hell, I am not no fan Sent so many shots at his house, sound like a marchin' band You wanna be a Young Sack Runner, we gotta jump you in I only got jumped one time, ain't get jumped again This bitch wet the whole 'Wood up, won't hit the blunt again My nigga just served a white boy, look like Jeremy Lin [Chorus] So many 'bows in this crib, I'm finna sell 'em out They just like my lil' bro up, I'm tryna bail him out Bitch, if I give you good dick, you better not run your mouth Lil' bitch pussy so good, fucked her on the couch Stop blowin' up my phone, you only want an ounce Bitch, I always keep 'za, I never seen a drought I gotta go a lil' harder, they tryna count me out I don't need a gun, nigga, I'll knock him out [Outro] (Damn, Boom made this?) (Tell 'em Rich, Rich)