Can’t Count Me Out Lyrics – Trippie Redd

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[Intro]
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Chorus]
They wanna cast me out (Oh)
A lot of them trashed me out (Oh)
Fill my crew with the bags, we out
On my momma, I’m spazzing out, yeah
Growing up, it was never a drought
Spanish b!tch put my d!ck in her mouth
Got a body in the end of the couch, yeah
Got a body in the end of the couch

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out

[Verse]
From the jungle like Tarzan
Pop a bar, I’m a Martian
Turn the opp into a carcass (Uh, yeah)
Persian b!tch like my carpet
Crimson prison, Dubai s*it
I wake up and get fly s*it
Please don’t fu*k up my vibe, b!tch
Please don’t fu*k up my vibe
Stay with them bees in the hive
But I went up for myself
Did it alone, it was me and myself
Never needed nobody, I ain’t cheating myself
I ain’t tripping off you, I’m just being myself
Got a lot in my mind, I’m defeating myself (A-ah)
Louis my b!tch and Ricky myself
I think I’m a gun, double B on the belt

[Chorus]
They wanna cast me out (Oh)
A lot of them thrashed me out (Oh)
Fill my crew with the bags, we out
On my momma, I’m spazzing out, yeah
Growing up, it was never a drought
Spanish b!tch put my d!ck in her mouth
Got a body in the end of the couch, yeah
Got a body in the end of the couch

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out
Yeah, out, out