Counted Out
Yea this ain't a Hellcat, it's a demon
We loading 380 cause niggas be leaving a lot
I put everything on the line
And I keep Dre wit me nigga, we be Skeeming a lot
I heard that nigga was hot, pull up to his spot and we gon see what he got
Just like I'm Gatsby, I'm seeing green lights
Fuck a red light, yea I'm not boutta stop
They should've never tried to count me out
And I seen they loyalty go in the wind
Yea I got a shawty trying to come around
But you wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever I'm spinning the bin
I won't let up whenever I'm spinning a bin
Now I'm in the studio, they said I did it again
If shawty hit my phone again, then I'mma delete her number, I won't hit her again
And we made him a lick again
We caught him down bad, he ain't have a stick again
And I think your shooter should quit, that nigga some shit, like how did he miss again
Yea we 'bout to creep on a nigga again
I'm making the call my team finna eat
Yea I'm tryna get my bruva out the streets
I seen a lot of niggas die in the streets
And I got that G-Lock just to keep it now
Niggas don't know that I got it on me
Run up and you 'bout to bleed
I run into you, you niggas don't run into me
Yea this ain't a Hellcat, it's a demon
We loading 380 cause niggas be leaving a lot
I put everything on the line
And I keep Dre wit me nigga, we be Skeeming a lot
I heard that nigga was hot, pull up to his spot and we gon see what he got
Just like I'm Gatsby, I'm seeing green lights
Fuck a red light, yea I'm not boutta stop
They should've never tried to count me out
And I seen they loyalty go in the wind
Yea I got a shawty trying to come around
But you wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever I'm spinning the bin
Said I ain't letting up when I'm spinning
Blew a bag up in Neiman's, I'mma get it back
I just booked me a show that's another rack
I can't lie if she's bad I might double tap
Niggas stealing the swag they some copycats
Bitch I'm one of a kind you can't copy that
Fat butt bitch on my line I'm like copy that
And the way that she bop me, might double back
And this ain't a Hellcat, this a demon
And they call me DreSkeem cause a nigga be scheming a lot
I already peep what he got, I'mma take all his shit I don't care if I need it or not
Bitches be picky, these hoes they gone choose
Feel like Handy Manny how I keep me a tool
Since a youngin I was breaking the rules
I was born to win and so I never could lose
Yea this ain't a Hellcat, it's a demon
We loading 380 cause niggas be leaving a lot
I put everything on the line
And I keep Dre wit me nigga, we be Skeeming a lot
I heard that nigga was hot, pull up to his spot and we gon see what he got
Just like I'm Gatsby, I'm seeing green lights
Fuck a red light, yea I'm not boutta stop
They should've never tried to count me out
And I seen they loyalty go in the wind
Yea I got a shawty trying to come around
But you wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever i'm spinning the bin
We loading 380 cause niggas be leaving a lot
I put everything on the line
And I keep Dre wit me nigga, we be Skeeming a lot
I heard that nigga was hot, pull up to his spot and we gon see what he got
Just like I'm Gatsby, I'm seeing green lights
Fuck a red light, yea I'm not boutta stop
They should've never tried to count me out
And I seen they loyalty go in the wind
Yea I got a shawty trying to come around
But you wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever I'm spinning the bin
I won't let up whenever I'm spinning a bin
Now I'm in the studio, they said I did it again
If shawty hit my phone again, then I'mma delete her number, I won't hit her again
And we made him a lick again
We caught him down bad, he ain't have a stick again
And I think your shooter should quit, that nigga some shit, like how did he miss again
Yea we 'bout to creep on a nigga again
I'm making the call my team finna eat
Yea I'm tryna get my bruva out the streets
I seen a lot of niggas die in the streets
And I got that G-Lock just to keep it now
Niggas don't know that I got it on me
Run up and you 'bout to bleed
I run into you, you niggas don't run into me
Yea this ain't a Hellcat, it's a demon
We loading 380 cause niggas be leaving a lot
I put everything on the line
And I keep Dre wit me nigga, we be Skeeming a lot
I heard that nigga was hot, pull up to his spot and we gon see what he got
Just like I'm Gatsby, I'm seeing green lights
Fuck a red light, yea I'm not boutta stop
They should've never tried to count me out
And I seen they loyalty go in the wind
Yea I got a shawty trying to come around
But you wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever I'm spinning the bin
Said I ain't letting up when I'm spinning
Blew a bag up in Neiman's, I'mma get it back
I just booked me a show that's another rack
I can't lie if she's bad I might double tap
Niggas stealing the swag they some copycats
Bitch I'm one of a kind you can't copy that
Fat butt bitch on my line I'm like copy that
And the way that she bop me, might double back
And this ain't a Hellcat, this a demon
And they call me DreSkeem cause a nigga be scheming a lot
I already peep what he got, I'mma take all his shit I don't care if I need it or not
Bitches be picky, these hoes they gone choose
Feel like Handy Manny how I keep me a tool
Since a youngin I was breaking the rules
I was born to win and so I never could lose
Yea this ain't a Hellcat, it's a demon
We loading 380 cause niggas be leaving a lot
I put everything on the line
And I keep Dre wit me nigga, we be Skeeming a lot
I heard that nigga was hot, pull up to his spot and we gon see what he got
Just like I'm Gatsby, I'm seeing green lights
Fuck a red light, yea I'm not boutta stop
They should've never tried to count me out
And I seen they loyalty go in the wind
Yea I got a shawty trying to come around
But you wasn't fucking with me back then
Yea, you see the VV's on the T.V
I fully loaded my wrist
You don't hear nothing but bow bow
I won't let up whenever i'm spinning the bin
Credits
Writer(s): Peris Missouri
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