Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
And I'm gonna rock these shows, pop a yerk I'm in my zone they can't match with all these flows, keep your business on the low never know who a hoe protect your energy protect your soul, they gone try' n block your goals, they gone try take your soul, I just smoke up on my dope and I lay up with your hoe, I count figures on the low, she just hit it make it go life so crazy watch the smoke, f*ck a bitch on the mattress I got dope up in the attic, I could hit it make it crash it, then we crash hit a foreign dash it, whipping them lanes blowing that grain, she call me a lame now she wanna f*ck, bitch you insane, I get to doing my thang, I get to doing my thang.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
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Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
And I'm gonna rock these shows, pop a yerk I'm in my zone they can't match with all these flows, keep your business on the low never know who a hoe protect your energy protect your soul, they gone try' n block your goals, they gone try take your soul, I just smoke up on my dope and I lay up with your hoe, I count figures on the low, she just hit it make it go life so crazy watch the smoke, f*ck a bitch on the mattress I got dope up in the attic, I could hit it make it crash it, then we crash hit a foreign dash it, whipping them lanes blowing that grain, she call me a lame now she wanna f*ck, bitch you insane, I get to doing my thang, I get to doing my thang.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
And I'm gonna rock these shows, pop a yerk I'm in my zone they can't match with all these flows, keep your business on the low never know who a hoe protect your energy protect your soul, they gone try' n block your goals, they gone try take your soul, I just smoke up on my dope and I lay up with your hoe, I count figures on the low, she just hit it make it go life so crazy watch the smoke, f*ck a bitch on the mattress I got dope up in the attic, I could hit it make it crash it, then we crash hit a foreign dash it, whipping them lanes blowing that grain, she call me a lame now she wanna f*ck, bitch you insane, I get to doing my thang, I get to doing my thang.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Count me in or count me out, I was Rolling in a drought, niggas ain't feel me then, niggas ain't feel me now, I get a bag and I go, count it up I'm on the road, she wanna f*ck cause she know I'm young nigga and I'm finna blow.
Writer: Cashey Thomas
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