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count on it - jpaulished lyrics

[verse 1]

you know me
f+ck your b+tch and neva call her back
even though her hips thicka than an almanac
bad names what she call me, man she always mad
like “why you always call me that?”
it’s a bad thing
girly got problems wit’ her dad ting
flamin’ errbody like the mad king
young assassin
life should be in closed captions
i be drippin’ down daily you got no fashion
it’s the saint laurent god
who ain’t wearin’ saint laurent
spendin’ all his savins on music
i could make a lawn
out of all the money gone
i be hangin’ like saddam
daily think i need my mom
just to tell me i ain’t wrong
yeah
hopin’ that i’m right
i been losin’ sleep
cause i’m thinkin’ through the night
f+ck it, roll the dice
only got a life
errbody goin’ crazy thinkin’ that they got it twice
[hook]

imma young baller
thе jpaul is like jack pollock
life a canvas paint on it
lil’ sonnet
in fact all this
sh+t is going lil’ slow, no sonic
rеd shoes on, run it

young baller
the jpaul is like jack pollock
life a canvas paint on it
in fact all this
is goin’ just the way i wanted
every day they count me out
so i count on it

[verse 2]

i
don’t wanna live like errbody
imma be flya than a fairy in a cherry audi
on my way to marry
this girl that ride stick like harry
ninety+three mariah carey
what she look like bro it’s scary
i could fit the world in my palm
and then just c+ck+back
tomahawk that sh+t like lebron
and i be lookin’ like god
when i do this sh+t
that’s impossible like tom cruise’ movie is
you ain’t a god, you just a lunatic
what the people sayin’ to me
they should be like droppin’ down to knees
and f+ckin’ prayin’ to me
man this sh+t a brees
i should be in new orleans
i be slicin’ up the pie
ya’ll can’t get a f+ckin’ piece
cause ya’ll don’t wan’ f+ck wit’ me
yeah
that’s the way it be bro
ya’ll gon’ need a stitch
like you f+ckin’ ’round wit’ lelo
there he go
nasty like he rico
bring it back like repo
you blew it like a c+note
fans say él está frio
yeah, that’s for my spanish chicas
they just wanna know my f+ckin’ sign
no, i’m not a libra
gemini, mood is black and white like a f+ckin’ zebra
twenty+three and me
jp and his f+ckin’ sneakers
[hook]

imma young baller
the jpaul is like jack pollock
life a canvas paint on it
lil’ sonnet
in fact all this
sh+t is going lil’ slow, no sonic
red shoes on, run it

young baller
the jpaul is like jack pollock
life a canvas paint on it
in fact all this
is goin’ just the way i wanted
every day they count me out
so i count on it

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