Countdown lyrics

by

Quavo


[Hook]
It take one pus*y n*gga bring a whole empire down
I got two bad b*tches solid, I keep them around
Just like three pus*y n*ggas, that's gon f*ck around get killt
That’s like four times four, I got your sixteen zips
n*gga five times five, quarter, put that on your head, you playin’
Six times six, that thirty-six, but don’t give a brick
That seven to bring in eleven
Eight of these bad b*tches sweating
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas ain’t having it
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Ten ten homicide, we the savages
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas be bragging
When ten times out of ten you ain’t having it
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Ten ten homicide, we the savages
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas ain’t having it
Ten times out of ten I’ma blast this sh*t

[Verse 1]
Ten times out of ten I’ma go
Head first, f*ck this sh*t, f*ck the hoes
Ain’t too extra, but damn sure ain't no ho
Somewhere along the line I lost my mind
Celebration, posed to be on a boat
Everybody up, blowing good dope
f*ck out here dog, you done did the sh*t
We ain’t did sh*t but it’s damn time
Granny want me to blow like a landmine
Still got partners mad that we ain’t damn signed
Mr. Skoob, do you got a type?
I don’t know, everything the tan kind
When I’m working, you watch your motherf*cking mouth b*tch
Your shooter sold the whole team out
[Hook]
It take one pus*y n*gga bring a whole empire down
I got two bad b*tches solid, I keep them around
Just like three pus*y n*ggas, I’ma f*ck around get cooked
That’s like four times four, I got your sixteen zips
n*gga five times five, quarter, put that on your head, you playin’
Six times six, that thirty-six, but don’t give a brick
That seven just banging eleven
Eight of these bad b*tches sweating
Nine out of ten of your n*ggas ain’t having
The ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Ten ten homicide, we the savages
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas be bragging
When ten times out of ten you ain’t having it
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Ten ten homicide, we the savages
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas ain’t having it
Ten times out of ten I’ma blast this sh*t

[Verse 2]
Ten times out of ten I’ma blast this sh*t
Run out of paper, who n*gga? We havin’ it
Disrespect me, swear to god I’ma [?] b*tch
Danny Devito, get shawty I’m [?] with
pus*y boy I’m not from Jamaica but I know a hater, yes sir
pus*y boy get murked every day playing, tryna be next up
Ain’t no in between, how you rocking fool?
Dog you told on your folks, that is not bool
Then showed out for a ho that is not bool
They don’t keep it straight up, more like obtuse
Tryna have my sh*t hot like around June
Get you off of a thirty, no damn fool
Can’t be sitting back waiting, just playing cool
What I see for myself, see my fan too
[Hook]
It take one pus*y n*gga bring a whole empire down
I got two bad b*tches silent, I keep them around
Just like three pus*y n*ggas, I’ma f*ck around get cooked
That’s like four times four, I got your sixteen zips
n*gga five times five, quarter, put that on your head, you playin’
Six times six, that thirty-six, but don’t give a brick
That seven just banging eleven
Eight of these bad b*tches sweating
Nine out of ten of your n*ggas ain’t having
The ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Ten ten homicide, we the savages
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas be bragging
When ten times out of ten you ain’t having it
Ten ten, we the mob, we the savages
Ten ten homicide, we the savages
Nine out of ten of you n*ggas ain’t having it
Ten times out of ten I’ma blast this sh*t
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