Count 'Em Out ft. levalarie Lyrics

I'm so fucking tired of these boys, talking, run they mouths

I'm so fucking tired of these boys, talking, run they mouths

Catch him outside lacking, took his pockets, ran him out

Right back to the trap, brand new day, bitch, I count 'em out

Bitch, I fucking count 'em out

Tell me, how could you amount?

Fucking pockets dry, in a damn drought

Take that fucking money, spill it out, then I count it out

Bitch, I'm sick, bitch, I'm sick, you keep playing games

Put shit on my nails, now they call me, said I'm gay

I'm not from this Earth, bitch, I'm there from outer space

They got hunters on my shit, like they called up Blade

Take that fucking bag, bitch, I got these fucking plays

I need hella fucking chips, Ima call up lays

Bitch, my partner locked up, he out the same day

Tried to keep up with my life, but they can't maintain

I'm so fucking tired of these boys, talking, run they mouths

I'm so fucking tired of these boys, talking, run they mouths

Catch him outside lacking, took his pockets, ran him out

Right back to the trap, brand new day, bitch, I count 'em out

Bitch, I fucking count 'em out

Bitch, I fucking count 'em out

Bitch, I fucking count 'em out

Bitch, I fucking count 'em out