Beatsbyjjacob - Don't Count Me Out (feat. Julz Bryant) Lyrics

(Did Jacob Make That?)
This that 80's shit
Grew out my curls so my shawty
She could play with it
She said no relationship
Dropped my kids all on her stomach
Shawty love to baby sit
Damn, Rihanna vibes
Wild thoughts
As i'm gripping on her thighs (Hey)
And shawty got a fatty
I love it when she twerk
She throw it back while looking at me
And it's all mine if they asking
Throw that pussy to me
Knock it out like i'm Altuve
Grew up a f*cking screw up
I tie my shoe up
Wish they was Jordans
So a nigga could feel important
But i've been on my grind
To my competition its time
My zodiac dollar sign
Nigga's shady but I shine
Trouble on my mind
I ain't ashamed
I still f*ck with crime
Cause crime pays (Ayy)
Put that thing in sport yeah
My Ferrari need some horse hair
Got some nigga's in the North
You cannot go there
Latino plug he got coke all in his nose hair
He hit a line
He sparked a frow
He told me that the world is cold
Money always comes and goes
Don't you ever sell your soul
He poured a four and drank it slow
He told me don't trust these hoes
He was spitting facts you know