Shad Da God - Count Me Out lyrics

[Intro] (Run that money counter, baby) Uh, God These ni**as tried to... (Count me out) Ahaha That's crazy, these ni**as tried to... (Count me out) Ahaha Yo, I'm just laughin' like the emoji You know the one with the tears comin' out the eyes Yeah, Bankroll Mafia, on God [Chorus] I'm feelin' strong, I'm feelin' robotic I put that b*tch on Patron, she bodied I know some ni**as that tried to... (Count me out) I smoke so much, they need to go and give me my own exotic I'm keepin' it pimp for the 16th power And none of my b*tches tried to... (Count me out) [Verse] God, I switch up the flavor on every boy I put the Forgiattos on the car G Wagon parked on the Hollywood star I gave her the percys, then she don't wanna talk I gave her the [?], then she don't wanna talk I fu*ked the b*tch like I'm still on the block Get a pack [?], ni**a thuggin' under the sun You'll think you served a ni**a a couple times, you done got a good ni**a, take your ass off on the fourth one, off his ass, run I put half of them [?], but he ain't seen nothin' Uh, I'm feelin' strong, I'm feelin' robotic I put that b*tch on the dope and the molly We go to bringin' that sh*t on the daily I know I won, but who got the 'telly? I need to put this sh*t on Jimmy Fallon I just want smoke, we winnin', this a alley I got my cortez on a [?] Get yo' ass in the gut, get his ass, God They got yo' swag, God, you the one that pop it, God Bet' not stop it, God, burn out on they ass, God I remember when, ni**a, you the fu*kin' [?], God [?], God, you had the FN since I knew you I'm right here politicin' with a shooter I'll sell you the flavor with Oodle Noodles I post at the store, ni**a, like some Ramen I poured a deuce of green, need to join me I'm 'bout to fly your b*tch to the Cayman Just 'cause these ni**as tried to... (Count me out) [Outro] Let me know how that sh*t is