Counted Me Out

Yeah, I bet you counted me out Blinded by a lil speckle of clout Heart cold, you'll figure out how Gimme a mic and a bag and we out I'm sending you blessings, you get 'em? Gimme a minute, I'm working it out I'm switching and leaving 'em guessing Know what I deserve, it's a million now Now, now, now Not gonna tolerate bullshit Immune to toxicity, Aldrich Get me a bag and we all rich I'm making money in six different ways I wish the worst for you and your bitch I don't need a stylist, I'm friends with the gays I know you gon' judge and you're probably valid to do so Shit, I'm just having my fun I'm getting wins, it ain't glamorous, Alex Caruso No, I'm just getting it done I'm making my money legally, not the Shahins I ain't ever been On The Run This might be the shallowest cunt that I've met And you know that I don't speak up if it's nun I'm going back to back to back I'm winning the treble Enjoy the little attention you're getting It's never again gon' be level They like "what's the reason for the hate?" There's several Not repeating myself again They owe me four, five, 10 Then maybe I'll speak again Man f*ck your next of kin BigGucci, Full of Sin Bitch, I was nicer then Just know I'm better than then And you ain't better than him My phone say Cullinan rims My bank account bigger than his Walked in drenched in robes Yeah, I bet you counted me out Blinded by a lil speckle of clout Heart cold, you'll figure out how Gimme a mic and a bag and we out I'm sending you blessings, you get 'em? Gimme a minute, I'm working it out I'm switching and leaving 'em guessing Know what I deserve, it's a million now (This shit really fucking happening!)