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lirik lagu count me out – slump6s

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[intro]
(yeah, yeah)
top dog

[chorus]
ayy, these n*gga try count me out, but they already know they can’t stop me, mmh
why would you walk in that spot with that b*tch, knowin’ d*mn well she already topped me?
don’t give a f*ck ’bout they top three
’cause all of them n*ggas they clones and they copy
these n*gga leakin’, it’s not me
but don’t give a f*ck, i get bread with no ig
n*ggas they walk in the club with no id
these n*gga already knew that sh*t
these n*gga get a lil’ bread off of signing
f*ck around, and go ahead and blew that b*tch
don’t know why that n*gga tryin’ to try me, unless you tryna losе that b*tch
all of my clothes overseas, thеy be chinese
i had to go ahead and boot my fit

[verse 1]
rick owen, never seen boots like this
[?]
don’t play with me, i’m finna lose my sh*t
f*ck up the room if i lose my sh*t
i’m tryna see who gon’ take my sh*t
these n*gga tryna leak my sh*t
f*ck all that, i’m finna speak my sh*t
these n*gga really be weak like sh*t
i can get much of that back in a week time back, b*tch
she don’t give brain, got a weak mind, b*tch
draco, extended mag, with a [?], b*tch
all these n*gga rappin’ ’bout they beefs, they sh*t
got yo’ b*tch in my crib tryna eat my* (uh huh)
i went up, now they tryna beef with him
never know, i got keep my stick
why the f*ck he tryna be like 6?
(top dog sh*t, b*tch)
(stay with a dog pack)
[verse 2]
these n*gga snitch to the feds, but they claim that they real, i don’t know what you call that
we gettin’ bread everyday you don’t know how it feel, she ain’t gettin’ a call back
i’m with the top dogs, kickin’ sh*t with the villain, p*ssy n*gga give me all that
i be posted in the crib, sippin’ on that wock’, sippin’ on that yoda
i be really on the go, gotta keep two phones, thanks to motorola
i don’t give a b*tch a chance, she f*ck with my mans, tell that b*tch, “it’s over”
i be really with the dracs’ and the sticks, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout controller
why you tryna act tough through the ‘gram? p*ssy n*gga you’s a poser
put a rack on his head, i’m watchin’ the shampoo hit his shoulders
if you really think sh*t’s bad, as it gets worse when you older
and i still ain’t even old, but i’m really tapped in with the olds
had to call up my lil’ bro, tell him, “lock in, stick to the code”
couple m’s, got a couple more, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout bein’ known
had to get rich before 16, now i’m 17 and i’m on
and as soon as a n*gga turns 18, know i’m callin’ up rubi rose

[chorus]
ayy, these n*gga try count me out, but they already know they can’t stop me, mmh
why would you walk in that spot with that b*tch, knowin’ d*mn well she already topped me?
don’t give a f*ck ’bout they top three (huh)
’cause all of them n*ggas they clones and they copy
these n*gga leakin’, it’s not me
but don’t give a f*ck, i get bread with no ig
n*ggas they walk in the club with no id
these n*gga already knew that sh*t
these n*gga get a lil’ bread off of signing
f*ck around, and go ahead and blew that b*tch
don’t know why that n*gga tryin’ to try me, unless you tryna lose that b*tch
all of my clothes overseas, they be chinese
i had to go ahead and boot my fit
[outro]
top dog

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