kyenn - countmein lyrics
[intro}
failsafe
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
sillyworld
t+t+team zero
[chorus: kyenn]
okay, count me in
that n+gga fake like onn
britney don’t talk but, i show my hands
i done climbed to the top, i can’t feel my hands
boy, who you fooling, you want my bands
if i come to collect, i pull up in a benz
i’m on the scene and i’m making demands
i told that f+ck n+gga to count me in
[verse 1: eliisntdead]
yeah, yeah, i’m in the corner, i’m servin’ the feens
i could throw out a b+tch that you treat like a queen
i feel so sick from pouring up lean
what the f+ck is he talking ’bout, better not be me
they wanna f+ck with mе, i see
ain’t gon’ change l’il b+tch, i be how i be
why you wanna pull up, bеtter bring your own weed
if they wanna f+ck around, i bring out the beam
collect a check then i hop in the foreign car
get the f+ck outta here what is we doin’, uh
i’m swiping cards like uno
i’m on mars, no bruno
where the f+ck he stay at
who knows
b+tch, i got so many choppas, i shoot those
i stay on the motherf+cking block with the crew, bro
i’m in the motherf+cking function with 2 hoes
[chorus: kyenn]
okay, count me in
that n+gga fake like onn
britney don’t talk but, i show my hands
i done climbed to the top, i can’t feel my hands
boy, who you fooling, you want my bands
if i come to collect, i pull up in a benz
i’m on the scene and i’m making demands
i told that f+ck n+gga to count me in
[verse 2: kyenn]
i’m in the back and i’m bagging up packages
i’m with my tribe like i just came from natchitoches
i keep my glizzy right under my mattresses
she don’t drink soda so that p+ssy fabulous
he said i wouldn’t make it, but, f+ck it, i did anyway
b+tch, i’m the talk
don’t like my music, f+ck you, my sh+t bop
that boy a crack head, addicted to rocks
rock, shabba, rocks
i’m already up whole up, wait, let’s count these numbers up
talking all this sh+t about my gang
i’ma blow it up
clip not plutonic, this sh+t bang
b+tch, it’s going up, b+tch, we going up
[chorus: kyenn]
okay, count me in
that n+gga fake like onn
britney don’t talk but, i show my hands
i done climbed to the top, i can’t feel my hands
boy, who you fooling, you want my bands
if i come to collect, i pull up in a benz
i’m on the scene and i’m making demands
i told that f+ck n+gga to count me in
[verse 3: heartstopmiami]
b+tch, count me in with kyenn
i’ll go through high water for a friend
glock gonna extend
and it go shoot, shoot at your f+ckin’ mans
d+mn, d+mn
b+tch, let go my hand
i am not your man
you act like a fan
b+tch, i do the most, yeah, swimming in the racks
doing laps, you wouldn’t know
yeah, and the money green
’cause it’s gross, gotta go
yeah, and the strips blue like the fit, ooh
f+ck all of my opps, they can eat sh+t
b+tch boohoo
[verse 4: kyenn]
okay, back to me
what’s up
what’s good
i can take the whole team
i just need me a beam
oh, i suck?
last time i checked your girlfriend
was throwing ass while
she was listening to moi
me!
these n+ggas act white like sam, i am
i’m k!lling n+ggas like son of sam
i’m bought to grease up his head like pam
he laughin’ and smilin’, he think that he fam
okay, wait
okay, wait
okay, wait
okay, wait
whole lot of baes
wanna come be my date
put the kitty in my mouth
it taste just like a date
pull up on my squad
you done chose your fate
since you got a cool tune
wanna double date?
this silly sh+t
this zero gang, i’ma talk my sh+t before the fame
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