Count'n Me Out

Ayy

Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (yeah)
If it wasn't for you, I'd be worried about all the shit that you're saying now
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Doubt's a bitch
You could fuck around and slip, you can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich, nigga right back on your dick
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out, bitch, thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Will I be fine without your mentions? Your purest or ill intentions?
Your dire need for attention? That's some crackhead shit
You're willing to take whatever you need to get where you're going, go-going
You're willing to steal, you're willing to kill, you're willing to die for it

Walking on a thin line for it, fighting all of your life for it
What the fuck is y'all lying for? I start a riot in a quiet storm
Motherfuckers gon' catch a L then cut ya off, take a loss, looking back and smile (smile)
Stab your back, cut your throat, fuck you over, waste all your time

Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (yeah)
If it wasn't for you, I'd be worried about all the shit that you're saying now
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Doubt's a bitch
You could fuck around and slip, you can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich, nigga right back on your dick
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out, bitch, thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Ayy, ayy
Ayy, is it me or is it kinda lonely standing on your own feet living at the top?
It'd be somebody from your own team round for the whole thing waiting for the drop, drop, drop
Knew what was done, knew that I wasn't the one, two, three
Couple of you niggas are plotting, planning to bring my demise to me
Couple of years ago you was hanging around, I thought you was a groupie
The circle is small, the SUV nah, I picked that bitch up in a two seat
I could recall niggas hopping, stepping over me
Knowing they true colors, but they're showing me, gloatingly
Going dark on 'em totally, fuck 'em

Counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (yeah)
If it wasn't for you, I'd be worried about all the shit that you're saying now
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for (uh)

Doubt's a bitch
You could fuck around and slip, you can fuck around and trip
Fall off a cliff
Bounce right back get rich, nigga right back on your dick
Thank you for counting me out (out), thank you for counting me out (out)
Thank you for counting me out, bitch, thank you for counting me out (yeah)

Thank you for



Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Abernathy Jr., Brandon Michael Perry
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