COUNTDOWN Lyrics

Is you ready nigga?

(I let my money talk for me ya heard me)

I been playing around too long ya heard me

(This gone bring 'em back to life)

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

(This true)

Okay, okay

This that shit?

That they claiming that they hate and shit?

With them basic hits?

I gaslit the road

Got Princeton hoes

That's so down for a nigga, they gone break they code

So I break 'em cold

Nigga I bleed this shit

Until my veins relieve of this breathing shit

I don't need it

I could talk my shit so long, my gums bleeding

Got my heart on my sleeve, and I like to roll sleeveless now

Posted in the telly, with two hoes that strip

And they want to film a flick and these scenes is cohesive

Uptown to CTC, that's all me

Turn the city over on it's head and now we all sea sick

Stutter stepping through New Orleans, running down Elysian

With purpose of destroying shit

But we don't like starting shit

Cause niggas know I got these fucking souls as an audience

And niggas know these fucking hallows rip through cartilage

1,2,3,4

The city heard my name jump now everybody at my shows

5,6,7,8

Playing with ya luck too much, don't fuck around and seal ya fate

1,2,3,4

Bro 'nem walked up in the building everybody hit the floor

5,6,7,8

Mama never raised a punk, I look a nigga in his face

I'm that nigga they talking bout, drip stay heavy

Straight out New Orleans East

Where them shots'll hit ya belly

This that city where

Before you come you better kiss ya family

Smoke knock ya out socks, got ya cross dressing like a tranny

Serve the fiends in a line, I Kubricks like I'm Stanley

Copped the newest shit, I stay fresh no manny

Got this hoe named Mandy, and she came real Handy

Masked shooters, posted round the corner

Posted at the deli

Hoes tryna catch a dub, cause they know that I'm the greatest

I hate to break ya heart la girl, but this ain't that arrangement

Ain't that same dude, who flocked out to try to save face?

Ain't talking St. Jude, but shake the spot before I lose patients

1,2,3,4

Chains you had around ya neck, now niggas kicking in your door

5,6,7,8

Had a hoe walk into Cajuns, ordered me a dinner plate

1,2,3,4

Niggas you was beefing with, wait all outside ya home

5,6,7,8

Days I am away from tryna make the whole city shake

1,2,3,4

The city heard my name jump now everybody at my shows

5,6,7,8

Playing with ya luck too much, don't fuck around and seal ya fate

1,2,3,4

Bro 'nem walked up in the building everybody hit the floor

5,6,7,8

Mama never raised a punk, I look a nigga in his face