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Can't Count Me Out

de Trippie Redd

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

They wanna cast me out (oh)
A lot of them thrashed me out (oh)
Fill my crew with the bags, we out
On my momma, I'm spazzing out (yeah)
Growing up, it was never a draw
Spanish bitch put my dick in her mouth
Got a body in the end of the couch (yeah)

Got a body in the end of the couch
Yeah, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out

From the jungle like Tarzan
Pop a bar, I'm a Martian
Turn the opp into a carcass (uh-yeah)
Persian bitch like my carpet
Dubai shit
I wake up and get fly shit
Please don't fuck up my vibe, bitch
Please don't fuck up my vibe
Stay with them bees in the hive
But I went up for myself
Did it alone, it was me and myself
Never needed nobody
I ain't cheating myself
I ain't tripping off you
I'm just being myself
Got a lot in my mind
I'm defeating myself (a-ah)
Louis my bitch and ricky myself
I think I'm a gun, double B on the belt

They wanna cast me out (oh)
A lot of them thrashed me out (oh)
Fill my crew with the bags, we out
On my momma, I'm spazzing out (yeah)
Growing up, it was never a draw
Spanish bitch put my dick in her mouth
Got a body in the end of the couch (yeah)

Got a body in the end of the couch
Yeah, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out

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