ZXY - Count Me Out Lyrics

(Yeah they ain't know i could do this shit!)
They ain't neva knew we could do this!
Yeah whatcha know about that?
Bumpin' that new zay, that's that new wave, that's that new age shit!
Yeaaah!

How ya count me out but you ain't never wanna count me in?
Dripping in some polo and some Nike, f*ck a vetement
They say I'm a rookie, but i do like a veteran
They say they don't like me, till i blow up like the taliban
Make my money high, i call that that shit a f*cking taller band
Like a game, we in a glitch
This bitch I'm tryna understand
Mama always told me that I'm gonna be the man
Got a way to do it, got a different plan

Got a different attitude that set me from the rest
I just go realer, banging on my chest
All about this chicken, you can keep all of that breast
Chillin' with the greatest and they saying I'm the best
Everything i do i f*cking meant
Came up from the dirt like how the f*ck it turn cement
I got too much on my mind
I can't be stressin' bout that shit don't waste my time
Beat it up, beat it up, beat it up!
Stop!
I lost my time again, a cycle but I'm clocked in
Im in my head again, I'm feeling like I'm boxed in
I don't give a massive two shits, take that shit to boston
They said I couldn't but I show em that I did
Hands off the wheel I'll let the angel pick the car up
I might just crash up in this bitch, I'm going crazy
Put ya windows down, your music up and tell that boy to play me
I have done a lot of bad of things, they might just go and hate me
Why you tripping?
Tie ya laces, I ain't here to save the day
I say it once I say it twice but if I do it's not okay
Watch me rip off the leash in this bitch!
I tell em' lay low but he didn't so he end up with a stitch
You got the plan?
I got the plan, we finna hit them with the blitz
3am up with a demon in my head, I watch for 6

How ya count me out but you ain't never wanna count me in?
Dripping in some polo and some Nike, f*ck a vetement
They say I'm a rookie, but i do like a veteran
They say they don't like me, till i blow up like the taliban
Make my money high, i call that that shit a f*cking taller band
Like a game, we in a glitch
This bitch I'm tryna understand
Mama always told me that I'm gonna be the man
Got a way to do it, got a different plan

They like oh you serious?
I be like oh I am!
I think Peter picked the peppers, then he ran off with the plan
Gentlemen's with Benjamin's can't count it with my hands
I got lost with sauce, I think I start to understand
I got lots of enemies that turn into a opp
Turning up the temperature, let's turn it up a notch
Pop out with a plot, I plot they plotting on a plot
Pop out with some rocks on my neck or a yacht
Pop out on the charts, wanna make it to the top
Pop out like I'm John Cena, you know you can't see this shit
Run off with my heart that shit is heavy, you can't get that shit
Fragrance on me chilly berry, that's that bur-bur shit
Nightmare on me Bloody Mary, that's some scary shit
Coming from the east side, f*cking with the North Side
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I took a trip and it brought me straight to the moon in my head
Drop down lil bitch play dead
Get rest good night, death bed

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