Count Me Out

(album: Underdog 2 - 2020)

Bee, frrt, bee, frrt
Bee, frrt, bee, frrt
Bee, frrt, bee, frrt
Bee, frrt, bee ([?])

Popping like ten flats, you can't get your shit back
I ain't with that chit-chat, nigga, I been did that
Break 'em like a Kit-Kat, my bro pushed his wig back
You ain't smoking on Gelato, I don't wanna hit that
Big racks, I get that, the shits, I'm with that
I don't wanna shoot the chopper 'cause it got kickback
Pussy, I'ma kill that, the Lean, do not spill that
Lucy, I know got the chopper and it come from Iraq

Count me out (Bee), you can count me out (You can count me out)
Count me out, count me, count me out (Count me out)
Bitch, count me out (Bee), you can count me out (Count me out)
You can count me out (Bee), you can count me out (Count me out)
You can...

I was in LA, rolling up sticky dope
Then I got on the plane, now I'm on the east coast
All my niggas with me, don't get close
We be acting up in public, yeah, we do the most
I be so high in my sleep, you'd think I overdosed
Bitch, I'm showing love, 'cross the city going coast to coast
Your bitch on IG, like my picture whenever I post
You can't aim at me, when you blow, you gon' need a scope
Hop out, pour fours, smoking dope in a Lambo'
Feel like El Chapo, I'm trapping out the bando
Bitch, we got that cheese 'cause we can't run out of ammo
GG on my sandler and I'm lit like a candle

Count me out (Bee), you can count me out (You can count me out)
Count me out, count me, count me out (Count me out)
Bitch, count me out (Bee), you can count me out (Count me out)
You can count me out (Bee), you can count me out (Count me out)
You can...