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skinny t & rr (fod) - lost count lyrics

[intro: rr]
go
you already know what we do, n+gga
n+gga, we can’t be f+cked with, n+gga
nah, for real, though, n+gga (funk or die)
youngest n+gga with perms runnin’ around this motherf+cker (are you in the mafia?)

[chorus: rr]
i done broke so many b+tches, i done lost count (i done lost count)
what i’m worth in jewelry, n+gga, i done lost count (i done lost count)
had to serve pippen, n+gga, i’m her boss now (i’m her boss now)
n+ggas ain’t really up so they talk down
i done broke so many b+tches, i done lost count (i done lost count)
what i’m worth in jewelry, n+gga, i done lost count (i done lost count)
had to serve pippen, n+gga, i’m her boss now (i’m hеr boss now)
n+ggas ain’t really up so they talk down

[verse 1: rr]
my kit hit, thesе n+ggas be coppin’ cheap sh+t
i’m with double r, we in the trace, sh+t, we with remix
line a b+tch with a flashy smile, now she don’t see sh+t
fod, sos, n+gga, that’s some deep sh+t
i fell off and bounced back, i still be lit
i be mobbin’ sh+t, n+gga, i used to be robbin’
if the b+tch ain’t got no money, told her jump out in helicopter
my mack b+tch got a new trick, sh+t, i think he a doctor
i’m her father, yeah, n+gga, i’m her daddy
young n+gga pimpin’ hard, i might pull up in a caddy
if the b+tch ain’t gave me trap, then the b+tch never has me
(i’m on the blade all night like a n+gga popped an addy)
[chorus: rr]
i done broke so many b+tches, i done lost count (i done lost count)
what i’m worth in jewelry, n+gga, i done lost count (i done lost count)
had to serve pippen, n+gga, i’m her boss now (i’m her boss now)
n+ggas ain’t really up so they talk down
i done broke so many b+tches, i done lost count (i done lost count)
what i’m worth in jewelry, n+gga, i done lost count (i done lost count)
had to serve pippen, n+gga, i’m her boss now (i’m her boss now)
n+ggas ain’t really up so they talk down

[verse 2: rr]
this ain’t a grill in my mouth, this sh+t permanent (this sh+t permanent)
these hoes scared on the blade, i’m tryna serve the fent
served the b+tch, choose up and you can learn some sh+t (you can learn some sh+t)
she ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bag, i’ma curve the b+tch (ah)
like adios, b+tch, you can kick rocks
i make music for the pimpin’, not no tiktoks (not no tiktoks)
in the booth right now, my b+tch on the razor (my b+tch on the razor)
broke boys talkin’ down ’cause the n+ggas hate us
check the trap out the b+tch, i’ma see you later (i’ma see you later)
she in love with my pimpin’, i be drippin’ flavor (yeah)
and i ain’t never chasin’ hoes, i be chasin’ paper (i be chasin’ paper)
and i keep a b+tch down just like an anchor

[chorus: rr]
i done broke so many b+tches, i done lost count (i done lost count)
what i’m worth in jewelry, n+gga, i done lost count (i done lost count)
had to serve pippen, n+gga, i’m her boss now (i’m her boss now)
n+ggas ain’t really up so they talk down
i done broke so many b+tches, i done lost count (i done lost count)
what i’m worth in jewelry, n+gga, i done lost count (i done lost count)
had to serve pippen, n+gga, i’m her boss now (i’m her boss now)
n+ggas ain’t really up so they talk down (n+gga)

- skinny t rr fod lyrics

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