Counted Out
I got counted out every body thought that I was gone fail
I was in the clink they said I would never bail
Kept my mouth closed they thought I was gone tell
Came home still getting packs in the mail
Flow hot like satan cause I been through hell
You can cash app the money you can send it through zelle
Plug say gone head and send it in the mail
Send a pic of the track he gone send another bell
I gotta make this count we ain't taking no L's
Put a bag on the broom we ain't leaving no shells
It's a rat in the room set a rat trap
Play pussy imma make you take a cat nap
Push your cap back flip him like a snap back
Make his words disappear when he done snap chat
Make them birds disappear like I got a top hat
Shawty got a bubble butt I'm just trynna pop that
Got your guard up for what baby girl stop that
It's defense around your heart you know imma hop that
Get straight to it see straight threw it
Why you frontin baby I ain't stunting baby
I am not your man agreed we just hunching baby
Say she feel me in her stomach like we doing crunches baby
But where was you at when I needed you
When shit got ugly like beetle juice
I was shocked like pikachu
Just know that I see the truth
Ate that shit off the menu like Me N U
Sometimes I ask myself what did I see in you
Other then D in you when we was fucking the only time you ever had G in you
Count up them bands weigh up them grams
Track going ham now I'm the man
Everybody want pretend they a fan
Bitches trying blow me just like a fan
This ain't luck nigga I had a plan
I had faith and I never stopped praying
I stayed solid I don't care what they saying
I take me serious so they better stop playing
Or shit could go left real quick
I stay blowing on top shelf shit
Always got a top shelf bitch
And she only suck top shelf dick
Behind tints in a top shelf whip
You can't even reach the top shelf jit
Flies swarm a niggas cause you know I'm the shit
I was in the clink they said I would never bail
Kept my mouth closed they thought I was gone tell
Came home still getting packs in the mail
Flow hot like satan cause I been through hell
You can cash app the money you can send it through zelle
Plug say gone head and send it in the mail
Send a pic of the track he gone send another bell
I gotta make this count we ain't taking no L's
Put a bag on the broom we ain't leaving no shells
It's a rat in the room set a rat trap
Play pussy imma make you take a cat nap
Push your cap back flip him like a snap back
Make his words disappear when he done snap chat
Make them birds disappear like I got a top hat
Shawty got a bubble butt I'm just trynna pop that
Got your guard up for what baby girl stop that
It's defense around your heart you know imma hop that
Get straight to it see straight threw it
Why you frontin baby I ain't stunting baby
I am not your man agreed we just hunching baby
Say she feel me in her stomach like we doing crunches baby
But where was you at when I needed you
When shit got ugly like beetle juice
I was shocked like pikachu
Just know that I see the truth
Ate that shit off the menu like Me N U
Sometimes I ask myself what did I see in you
Other then D in you when we was fucking the only time you ever had G in you
Count up them bands weigh up them grams
Track going ham now I'm the man
Everybody want pretend they a fan
Bitches trying blow me just like a fan
This ain't luck nigga I had a plan
I had faith and I never stopped praying
I stayed solid I don't care what they saying
I take me serious so they better stop playing
Or shit could go left real quick
I stay blowing on top shelf shit
Always got a top shelf bitch
And she only suck top shelf dick
Behind tints in a top shelf whip
You can't even reach the top shelf jit
Flies swarm a niggas cause you know I'm the shit
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Writer(s): Comelle Longfusse
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