Letra de Countdown - Jay Hound

(Let's dance [?])

Momma I'm sorry

([?] got that shit on lock)

Momma I'm sorry, I'm out here and I'm robbin'

Cause trappin' was never an option

Keep it a stack, I only sit in the booth

The D.A. keeps tryna come clock me

Free the ones that's on the robberies

I was outside with them goons, them demons and goblins

He ain't wanna show us his pocket, show us your pocket

I bet you they cannot compete with us

He a dead man

I think your people, they should start working on some of your pendants

Whatever you did in the field it wasn't purposely, it wasn't his intention

The bullets I threw that grazed his head, it only needed like three more inches

I came through, why you tryna at me? Beam on his back, no need for a mention

On the two word to bro it was red

Bro flicked, I was tryna go next

Get, get low, I ain't tryna get checked

Lil bro he was throwing until it was death

Boy died now his family's stressed

Hell hot, so watch how you step

Bitch, I'm a devil moving like I'm blessed

Only thing he was seeing was death

Nigga, I put the drink in the Hi-C

I be bugging on court, they want me moving like Kyrie

Said he looking for me, but it ain't hard to find me

I got killers that tryna face shot that boy, do him like a hottie

Free Sdot Go, I was right there with them labels, they ain't wanna sign me

G2 on the road, I was just driving and 12 was tryna get behind me

Had to drive a little slow, three in the morning, I'm swerving I don't know what time is

And you'll never figure who the line is

If she line me it might be a body

Momma I'm sorry, I'm out here and I'm robbin'

Cause trappin' was never an option

Keep it a stack, I only sit in the booth

The D.A. keeps tryna come clock me

Free the ones that's on the robberies

I was outside with them goons, them demons and goblins

He ain't wanna show us his pocket, show us your pocket

I bet you they cannot compete with us

Momma I'm sorry, I'm out here and I'm robbin'

Cause trappin' was never an option

Keep it a stack, I only sit in the booth

The D.A. keeps tryna come clock me

Free the ones that's on the robberies

I was outside with them goons, them demons and goblins

He ain't wanna show us his pocket, show us your pocket

I bet you they cannot compete with us

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