Gucci Mane - Don't Count Me Out lyrics

[Verse 1:] These p**y n***as gettin' on my last nerves How you a kingpin, but you ain’t havin' no birds How you a k**a n***a, and you ain’t even got no strap How you a hustler, and you ain’t even got no trap I run a n***a out the city, that's how that check work Put so much hand on your head, it’ll make your neck hurt And when it come to moving packs, man I’m a expert I got a hole dug for you in the desert So much cash and a**ets don’t know my net worth I’m ridin' Ferraris, but I came through in that ‘vette first A knucklehead little boy, my grandma say I need church I need work and I’m the one that my plug feed first [Hook:] So, don’t count me out, so, don’t count me out My pride won’t let me wake up without me no check to count So, don’t count me out, so, don’t count me out You broke a** n***as ain’t gettin' no money want me to help you out So, don’t count me out, so, don’t count me out You know yo b**h f**in' with me don’t let it stress you out So, don’t count me out, so, don’t count me out Fresh outta jail they done let me out, big Guwop, n***a check me out [Verse 2:] Rolexes and Audemars, more change than Mardi Gras (burrr) Young n***as’ll hide your body parts, I’m strapped up right here by the bar Fifteen years off with no license, still got money to buy a car Yo b**h s**in' up all this flavor, she just wanna stand by a star 1017 n***a that’s my team and ain’t no f**in' better squad Ain’t nobody got wetter cars, ain’t nobody spit better bars I’m shipping this coke and I’m whipping this dope and I’m cooking it up and it’s hella hard, thinking of lies to tell a broad Pulling up with yo baby mama I crack yo jaw, I break the law Having young n***as run in yo house They’ll tape your mouth and rape your spouse Blow your brains right on the couch I am the six, I took some bricks I hit some licks, I run the south Take your wife won’t call you twice You ain’t 'bout that life n***a catch me out [Hook]