No Doubt
It's Rell Briscoe
Fuck niggas tried to count me out
I know ima always win, I don't got no doubts
I really boxed in sleeping on the couch
But I stayed locked in sticking to the route
Now a nigga getting hot like he come from the south
If a nigga talking shit we kick him in the mouth
Pockets yeah they stay on swim yeah they never in a drought
Told my bro we bouta spin he gon come and air it out
Told my brodie mask up
He don't make a sound all he know is go and dump
We don't play around yeah we keep em in the trunk
Pull up to the pump tell my Muslim fill it up
All black tinted he already know wassup
Yeah we going fishing like we all up in the club
You know ima split it everybody get a cut
Yeah we always winning make sure everybody up
My team bout the green like we playing for the bucks
How the hell you try to count me out and write me out
Counting up this paper now his girl she wanna ride me now
Blood up on my shoes yeah you know it's getting grimey now
Getting too much blues I bet these niggas cannot find me now
Fuck niggas tried to count me out
I know ima always win, I don't got no doubts
I really boxed in sleeping on the couch
But I stayed locked in sticking to the route
Now a nigga getting hot like he come from the south
If a nigga talking shit we kick him in the mouth
Pockets yeah they stay on swim yeah they never in a drought
Told my bro we bouta spin he gon come and air it out
Pockets yeah they stay on swim yeah they never in a drought
Told my bro we bouta spin he gon come and air it out
Fuck niggas tried to count me out
I know ima always win, I don't got no doubts
I really boxed in sleeping on the couch
But I stayed locked in sticking to the route
Now a nigga getting hot like he come from the south
If a nigga talking shit we kick him in the mouth
Pockets yeah they stay on swim yeah they never in a drought
Told my bro we bouta spin he gon come and air it out
Told my brodie mask up
He don't make a sound all he know is go and dump
We don't play around yeah we keep em in the trunk
Pull up to the pump tell my Muslim fill it up
All black tinted he already know wassup
Yeah we going fishing like we all up in the club
You know ima split it everybody get a cut
Yeah we always winning make sure everybody up
My team bout the green like we playing for the bucks
How the hell you try to count me out and write me out
Counting up this paper now his girl she wanna ride me now
Blood up on my shoes yeah you know it's getting grimey now
Getting too much blues I bet these niggas cannot find me now
Fuck niggas tried to count me out
I know ima always win, I don't got no doubts
I really boxed in sleeping on the couch
But I stayed locked in sticking to the route
Now a nigga getting hot like he come from the south
If a nigga talking shit we kick him in the mouth
Pockets yeah they stay on swim yeah they never in a drought
Told my bro we bouta spin he gon come and air it out
Pockets yeah they stay on swim yeah they never in a drought
Told my bro we bouta spin he gon come and air it out
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Writer(s): Jarel Hamilton
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