COUNT ME IN Lyrics

Neefers you my baby

Do it look like I wear pampers

And Most of these niggas washed up

Just Like dirty clothes out the hamper

Tuning in so much

That I fucked around changed the channel

She hit me with the "ahh"

Like the old commercial of fanta

They ask me where I'm from

And I Tell they ass Alabama

Moma she did a lot

Cause my daddy was in the slammer

Just because I'm a goat

Got her asking me can I ram her

She Told me her name was pearl

So you you know that I had to clam her

I'm going up

Fuck around go to sleep on the moon

And We masked up

Creeping round

Running shit like raccoons

Hard flow said too much

And I fucked around broke the broom

But She like it tho

So she suck me up like a vacuum

I aint cocky or nun

But I'm making noise just like a rooster

Shot that boy he vaccinated

Spin around give em the booster

And He said his bitch all his

I said foo she just a chooser

She never stank neither

But that pussy cat is a lil Pooter

Metal on my ankle

Like an Accident on a scooter

Gave me her treasure

And I ran off yea I'm such a looter

Shawty a hot head

But her other friend yea she a lil cooler

Fool me once shame on you

Dont do it twice I'll kill the fooler

Neefers you my baby

Do it look like I wear pampers

And most of these niggas washed up

Just Like dirty clothes out the hamper

Tuning in so much

That I fucked around changed the channel

She hit me with the "ahh"

Like the old commercial of fanta

They ask me where I'm from

And I Tell they ass Alabama

Moma she did a lot

Cause my daddy was in the slammer

Just because I'm a goat

Got her asking me can I ram her

She Told me her name was pearl

So you you know that I had to clam her

Imma keep it brief like a case

I'm getting paper like a file

Had that on the other day

How you gone copy the style

I ain't even know you called

It ain't no service in the clouds

On the PJ with the gang

And the turbulence kinda wild

Pull up in a demon

Best believe I'm with preacher child

Said I gotta crazy fashion

Baby I got a wild style

We gone blow it all today

Ain't no point of saving shit

I'm not getting on the stage

If the whole gang can't fit

But just know we rocking shows

Yea the whole gang is lit

Niggas mad in the back

Frowning all up in my pics

Nigga lame hit the bihh

And then he put her on a list

Dripping shit just like a hook

And bait that bitch just like a fish

He said he wish a nigga would

They put switch on his ahh

You know they Say they did him dirty

Frying fish for his ahh

Limo tint when we riding

Can't see shit through the glass

Only time I went broke is when I had on a cast

Neefers you my baby

Do it look like I wear pampers

And Most of these niggas washed up

Just Like dirty clothes out the hamper

Tuning in so much

That I fucked around changed the channel

She hit me with the "ahh"

Like the old commercial of fanta

They ask me where I'm from

And I Tell they ass Alabama

Moma she did a lot

Cause my daddy was in the slammer

Just because I'm a goat

Got her asking me can I ram her

She Told me her name was pearl

So you you know that I had to clam her