Count Me Out (feat. Hayelo & Ali Mozart)
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Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no Criiip Boy I been doubling down and tripling up Hustling so I don't kick it as much Thinks that he is but he isn't as tough He must've been sniffing that Hillary Duff I'm killing these niggas, I'm zipping em up Body yo partner like Dr. Miami The tightest and I put that shit on my granny I'm tighter than a tiny nook or a cranny I'm thorough Too cold, better get a lil fur coat Flush that boy like he on Certo Place em in line, I'm taking the crown And making em whine Pinot, Merlot Playa design, I'm laying it down Been taking my time but he gone work though Better know that's a given I'm tryna break all the glass in the ceiling I'm mad on a mission, they know I been having the vision I just never had the attention And life has been lifing but nigga I'm fighting the fight I been bobbing and jabbing and sticking Paper I'm chasing so really I'm straight on you baby I don't need the nagging and bitching You just need a man cause yo daddy was missing I just need a bag to be happy and chilling They tried to put me down and count me out I bet all them sorry niggas frowning at me now You can't find nobody styling like me now Can't find nobody with this power like me now Soufside nigga in the house, go crazy Mama worked two jobs, can't be lazy They quick to judge every book by it's cover Had to tell that nigga go flip them pages I tell the truth, they don't know how to take it Sorry I guess I don't know how to fake it We not the same Half of these niggas is lame Bitch I created the lane All they do, wanna complain I'm talking spicy like Cajun Never been caged in on any occasion I scratch the surface: abrasion That pussy good so I think I'ma stay in Pop a Plan B in the A.M. I'm not the father like Maury, just saying Thought they had Covid, these niggas is tasteless Please send em back to the basics: Matrix I been the one since grade six, face it I never knew how to stage it, brazen Everybody love a nigga feeling like Raymond When you up, when you down they'll vanish When you got a leg up gotta break it When you him they don't want you to say shit They tried to put me down and count me out I bet all them sorry niggas frowning at me now You can't find nobody styling like me now Can't find nobody with this power like me now I just need a band You ain't talking money then what is ya saying? Ali Mozart got the world in his hands I do what I want and I do what you can't I kill me a goat and I cop me a Lamb Peanut Butter seats so fly: Peter Pan No Captain Hook I need me a Rook I feel like T'Challa, the king of my land I feel like the king of Zamunda They swear that they real but they gossip bout rumors They pockets manure Ali Mozart got the eye of recruiters They say I'm the best and don't know how I do it Tell em O.K. like I play for the Sooners These niggas be hating these bitches be choosers I tell all my shooters to shoot for the Judas' And when we pull up they take off like a Puma Bitch
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Written by: Caton Bailey, Lomar Brown, Jasper Jackson
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