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Count Me Out Raw Lyrics

Count Me Out Raw lyrics

Chorus
Slide up on a opp to not hit shit tell them boys count me out
Dissing on the gram but ain’t on shit tell them boys count me out
Them boys already know i send em to hell they let the reaper out
He dissing on the gram we hop out sliding leave them boys bleeding out
Slide up on a opp to not hit shit tell them boys count me out
Dissing on the gram but ain’t on shit tell them boys count me out
Them boys already know i send em to hell they let the reaper out
He dissing on the gram we hop out sliding leave them boys bleeding out

Verse 1
Them lil boys know they done fucked up i been crazy since the crazy house
We waiting for you so we can slide tell grandma dont bring her babys out
Like damn Jay said im real retarded they opps said that they highly doubt
I know yo bitch had set me up tell shhh dont bring his lady out
That bitch want a nerd she wanna trade me out
Burn down yo house make it safely out
Im a real deadly youngan i won’t pay you out
That nigga dissed gang now he laying out
Fafafa put the Glock in his mouth
Hahaha opps dead with no doubt
Lalala niggas dissing for some clout
Im moving out da crib its a mouse in the house
100 on my when i move through the grass
I catch you you done swear to god im on yo ass
You say you my opp but was begging me for cash
And didn’t i do that fuck nigga shhhhh real bad
He talking out his neck like a game he gone lag
Go crazy on these beats you know ima spazz
Put this belt on his ass like im that boy dad
When the cops come niggas know i turn to the flash

Chorus
Slide up on a opp to not hit shit tell them boys count me out
Dissing on the gram but ain’t on shit tell them boys count me out
Them boys already know i send em to hell they let the reaper out
He dissing on the gram we hop out sliding leave them boys bleeding out
Slide up on a opp to not hit shit tell them boys count me out
Dissing on the gram but ain’t on shit tell them boys count me out
Them boys already know i send em to hell they let the reaper out
He dissing on the gram we hop out sliding leave them boys bleeding out

Verse 2
Niggas be hoes they working at hooters
We burn that boy skin like his name Freddy Krueger
He broke with no motion that boy is a loser
That boy hella gay he eat nuts like some goobers
Im selling that loud he came asking for rubies
Can’t fuck with that hoe opps said she got coodies
That hoe short as fuck and that bitch got no booty
Turn that fuck boy to a dog like im scooby
My choppa make music when i shoot like a guitar
Heard yo dealer ran out of gas like a car
Hang that fuck boy from the roof like a tarp
Throw that boy down crack his head like a jar
Step on yo homie diss on him when im finished
Creep through yo window like Anti Da Menace
You niggas play with balls like yall playing tennis
Ima bad ass lil boy like Dennis The Menace
Catch a opp faceshot ima make sho he dead
Nigga wanna play ima leave the scene red
Try to run from me ima bust yo damn head
In class like a pencil ima fill him with led

Chorus
Slide up on a opp to not hit shit tell them boys count me out
Dissing on the gram but ain’t on shit tell them boys count me out
Them boys already know i send em to hell they let the reaper out
He dissing on the gram we hop out sliding leave them boys bleeding out
Slide up on a opp to not hit shit tell them boys count me out
Dissing on the gram but ain’t on shit tell them boys count me out
Them boys already know i send em to hell they let the reaper out
He dissing on the gram we hop out sliding leave them boys bleeding out

The Deadly Youngan – Count Me Out Raw

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