
countdown - jay hound lyrics
[intro]
(let’s dance [?])
momma i’m sorry
([?] got that sh*t on lock)
[chorus]
momma i’m sorry, i’m out here and i’m robbin’
cause trappin’ was never an option
keep it a stack, i only sit in the booth
the d.a. keeps tryna come clock me
free the ones that’s on the robberies
i was outside with them goons, them demons and goblins
he ain’t wanna show us his pocket, show us your pocket
i bet you they cannot compete with us
[verse]
he a dead man
i think your people, they should start working on some of your pendants
whatever you did in the field it wasn’t purposely, it wasn’t his intention
the bullets i thrеw that grazed his head, it only needed likе three more inches
i came through, why you tryna at me? beam on his back, no need for a mention
on the two word to bro it was red
bro fl!cked, i was tryna go next
get, get low, i ain’t tryna get checked
lil bro he was throwing until it was death
boy died now his family’s stressed
h*ll hot, so watch how you step
b*tch, i’m a devil moving like i’m blessed
only thing he was seeing was death
n*gga, i put the drink in the hi*c
i be bugging on court, they want me moving like kyrie
said he looking for me, but it ain’t hard to find me
i got k!llers that tryna face shot that boy, do him like a hottie
free sdot go, i was right there with them labels, they ain’t wanna sign me
g2 on the road, i was just driving and 12 was tryna get behind me
had to drive a little slow, three in the morning, i’m swerving i don’t know what time is
and you’ll never figure who the line is
if she line me it might be a body
[chorus]
momma i’m sorry, i’m out here and i’m robbin’
cause trappin’ was never an option
keep it a stack, i only sit in the booth
the d.a. keeps tryna come clock me
free the ones that’s on the robberies
i was outside with them goons, them demons and goblins
he ain’t wanna show us his pocket, show us your pocket
i bet you they cannot compete with us
momma i’m sorry, i’m out here and i’m robbin’
cause trappin’ was never an option
keep it a stack, i only sit in the booth
the d.a. keeps tryna come clock me
free the ones that’s on the robberies
i was outside with them goons, them demons and goblins
he ain’t wanna show us his pocket, show us your pocket
i bet you they cannot compete with us
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