Counted Out Lyrics

Yo, this is J-Sav, Lett me take you, look

If a nigga owe me money, he gon' get his

I ain't never met a bitch that I can't get

with

It's a murder on the scene, hide the weapons

I'm a motherfuckin' savage till my death hits

If a nigga owe me money, he gon' get his

I ain't never met a bitch that I can't get with

It's a murder on the scene, hide the weapons

I'm a motherfuckin' savage till my death hits

Man, I came up from a section where a nigga never make it

We chasin' a facade, there ain't no gangsta recollection

Do this for the gang shit, cause we came up from the trenches

Thought he was my partner, but he wrote an affidavit

It's never what it seems, I'm like meek in his dreams

There a nigga cross me, it's a nightmare at the scene

I'm the type of nigga when you see me, it's a bean

You might not be a fan, but I'ma hook you like Kareem

Hustle down the court, tryna analyze the team

I got myself a discount with the homie Ibrahim

He got me with a package and a little sour dream

They sayin' I'm the greatest when they put me in the scheme

I finna run a one-two, drop him like it's kung fu

Buy it, then I sell it, it's a market when I run through

I'm the mothafucka that your bitch is gonna run to

I'm the mothafucka that yo bitch is gonna run to

If a nigga owe me money, he gon' get his

I ain't never met a bitch that I can't get with

It's a murder on the scene, hide the weapons

I'm a motherfuckin' savage till my death hits

If a nigga owe me money, he gon' get his

I ain't never met a bitch that I can't get with

It's a murder on the scene, hide the weapons

I'm a motherfuckin' savage till my death hits

Ayy, cause we gon' ride around like Hoover

Never been a nice nigga, not how I maneuver

Pull up with a Draco, but a nigga see me sooner

Improvise it with my crime, tell me what is smoother

Suckers say he know me, told my nigga, hold me

Know he seen the trinity, probably the holy

Gave me all possessions, but then someone called the police

Surfin' through the traffic fuel, escaping me so slowly

Ayy, cause I'm providing all statistics

Man, I know that I'm not different, but God, my only witness

Gangsters move in silence, and my gangsta has commitments

So I'm finna take this to the death, the only way I'm livin

Ayy, cause it's the only thing I know

I focus on my dough, man, you buns wouldn't know

Y'all rappin' for the fame, bitch, I'm rappin' for my soul

I'm fuckin' on your bitch and I'm showing her the door

If a nigga owe me money, he gon' get his

I ain't never met a bitch that I can't get with

It's a murder on the scene, hide the weapons

I'm a motherfuckin' savage till my death hits

If a nigga owe me money, he gon' get his

I ain't never met a bitch that I can't get with

It's a murder on the scene, hide the weapons

I'm a motherfuckin' savage till my death hits