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count me out (nice guy)* - babytron lyrics

[intro]
f*ck, sh*t, d*mn
you’re not making this easy kyle

[verse]
heard they tryna take me as the nice guy, nice try
double a 12, pull up turn his block to five guys
i got hippie lungs, gallery department tie*dye
real life sp*ceships when you livin’ sci*fi
i can tell she wanna f*ck, doin’ all that side eye’n
tryna take half a dollar from me, you gon’ die trying
off an oxy getting stains, b*tch i feel like billy lane
million dollar gangy, i’m the king, i’m in my ghillie phase
i’m the sh*t like mr. hankey
shoot the .38 with both hands i’m trigger janky
hangin’ out the window if it’s issues, i ain’t goin out of range
2 grams short a half, in the slabs za morant
scratchin’ opps off the list, that sh*t like stompin’ ants
shoulda knew that brick fake, sh*t ain’t even got a stamp
mountain dew and lava lamp, if he hidin’ gotta camp
number one contender put me in the ring i’ll drop the champ
lil’ brodie manned up and volunteered to hit the ten
one ho getting boring, told that b*tch get a friend
serenede jeans stack, these is not no rta’s
f*ck a arp, i pull up clean the scene with rbk
this life sh*t up and down, kinda like a seesaw
aston martin with the horses pull off in a e*haul
throw yo’ album in the dumpster, that sh*t sounded week sauce
every card of the deck, i ain’t take no weeks off
everyday of the calendar, i’m pickin’ up what you put down like i got scavenger
i ain’t got no shame in my game frank gallagher
why they count me out, i shocked the world, supreme chancellor
hundred in the clip twenty*five each, cause we ride around with three passengers

- babytron lyrics

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