Count It Out by Weiland Lyrics
[Intro]
Ginseng!
[Chorus]
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
[Verse]
Don't know why these people actin' like they know me (Know me)
I'm losin' my soul to this damn codeine (To the codeine)
Hit the Prada store, I got the bands on me (On me)
And I got a green beam for you green beans
Never play around, I keep that .40 on me
I got bust down VV's on my AP
She a bad bitch, go and put that pussy on me (On me)
I'm up in the club, I was fuckin' up the scene (Yeah)
Racks bustin' out of these Number (N)ine jeans (In the jeans)
I came with the drip, some can't understand (Understand)
Baby wanna fuck me 'cause I got the bands (Bands)
On a private jet, do not wanna land (Wanna land)
He a broke boy, yeah, he just a fan (Just a fan)
Baby, I'ma put you in designer brands
Fly out Fashion Week, pullin' up to France (Yeah)
Last year I was broke, now my diamonds dance (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Cash out for you, I would cash out, yeah
Racks out, tell 'em, "Bring the racks out," yeah
Cash out for you, I would cash out, yeah
Racks out, tell 'em, "Bring the racks out," yeah
[Chorus]
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Ginseng!
[Chorus]
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
[Verse]
Don't know why these people actin' like they know me (Know me)
I'm losin' my soul to this damn codeine (To the codeine)
Hit the Prada store, I got the bands on me (On me)
And I got a green beam for you green beans
Never play around, I keep that .40 on me
I got bust down VV's on my AP
She a bad bitch, go and put that pussy on me (On me)
I'm up in the club, I was fuckin' up the scene (Yeah)
Racks bustin' out of these Number (N)ine jeans (In the jeans)
I came with the drip, some can't understand (Understand)
Baby wanna fuck me 'cause I got the bands (Bands)
On a private jet, do not wanna land (Wanna land)
He a broke boy, yeah, he just a fan (Just a fan)
Baby, I'ma put you in designer brands
Fly out Fashion Week, pullin' up to France (Yeah)
Last year I was broke, now my diamonds dance (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Cash out for you, I would cash out, yeah
Racks out, tell 'em, "Bring the racks out," yeah
Cash out for you, I would cash out, yeah
Racks out, tell 'em, "Bring the racks out," yeah
[Chorus]
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around
Count it out, I'ma count it out
I get to the guap, yeah, I'ma count it out
She got me in love, yeah, I'ma shout it out
I used to be broke but I turned it all around