Eddie Harwick - COUNT24 Lyrics

This the bounce flow (woah)
Imma count to four (woah)
Then I'm out the door (woah)
Walk up to your house though (okay, uh)
Got a mouth full of hate
F*ck the serpents and snakes
Rock the earth, make it quake
Scrape the food off the plate
Watch me do what I say, yeah

If Taha gon' out lift me
I told him that I'll apply family
315 is at your neck, call that Ipsit blammy
Walk the wave, big steppin, shoutout to my granny
U Chicago Law and MCW, we are branded
Trailblazin' in the whip, but I ain't got a phantom
He try to imitate my language, she don't understand him
My girl hella bad, body move just like a dancer
She gon' be a Gemini that we'll resect your Cancer
What's your symbol? What's your number? I don't even answer
Waste of time, I chuck a dime just like I'm Peyton Manning

Imma count to four (woah)
And I'm out the door (woah)
Walk up to your house though (okay, uh)
Got a mouth full of hate
F*ck the serpents and snakes
Rock the earth, make it quake
Scrape the food off the plate
Watch me do what I say, yeah

Level up, level up
Flow is so dope, but you think I'm not credible?
Cut a little tissue flap and I put it on a pedicle
Bitch, this isn't a medical
I know I can get it, my tone is reminiscent
Y'all rap bitches bitches, bitches, shit is repetitious
And my thoughts are so prolific, y'all ain't looking at a nitwit
Plenty wanna go and grab a pen and somebody get me a ribbon
Young Tunes, this is just the beginning

I think there comes a time when you don't care what others-

Welcome to the 608 Murderous, I just wanna make the whole track red, burgundy
Calling Rex out 'cause he can't rap purposefully
Calling Lax out 'cause we the best, certainly
Under the radar and EB is surfacing, I am no rapper, man
I'll do the surgery, whole lot of ways
For a man to make currency (yeah)
Roll tide, roll tide, I'm the kid with the vibe
Watch the beat come alive when I breathe on a mic
I'm a beast when I rhyme, I'm a beacon of light
I'm a feast in the game, and I kill with a knife
No, I kill with my mind

Imma count to four (woah)
And I'm out the door (woah)
Walk up to your house though (okay, uh)
Got a mouth full of hate
F*ck the serpents and snakes
Rock the earth, make it quake
Scrape the food off the plate
Watch me do what I say, yeah

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