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Lil Uzi Vert - Countin (A Milli Billi Trilli Remix) Lyrics

Ft. Wiz Khalifa & 2 Chainz

(Intro: 2 Chainz)
It's that moon rock shit
Ya got to mix this with some regular OG
Cos' this shit be burnin' crazy

(Hook: Lil Uzi Vert)
Countin' the money
Countin' the guap 'til I'm getting blisters
I say what I want all the time when I'm off the liquor
Don't care if she dance, still go out in the ghetto
Cos' I'm on a mission
They say she did this, say she did that
But I'm still goin' to kiss her
I don't know, I don't care who just had her
Cos' I'm goin' to get her
I don't know, I do not worry 'bout that
Cos' I'm goin' to get her
I do not give a shit then, no, cps' I'm goin' to kiss her
I don't know, I do not worry 'bout that
Cos' I'm goin' to get her

(Verse: Lil Uzi Vert)
Charge her to the game, I am no beginner
Put her on my gram, yea I'm posting pictures
Girl I'm just saying I'll post up with ya'
Girl I'm just saying let me post up with ya'
I don't know if ya sip drank, let me pour up with ya'
And we ball too, same thing, let me top with ya'
Girl, ya match my fly, that’s the perfect image
And I ain't gon' lie, I'm goin' to get ya'
I ain't worried 'bout who got ya right now
Cos' I'm getting to the guap, like right now
Cartier on a yacht, private island
Chanel, show the top, shawty stylin'


(Verse 2: 2 Chainz)
Cum in a bitch and I go crazy
Spend all these racks and I go crazy
Leave out the parking lot doin' a 180
This how the lord made me
Drop the top and start sun bathing
Put her on a treadmill and then I make her run naked
Got all my side hoes frustrated
This the life I waited on
Seen a bitch from school, gave her number to a payphone
I don't know what ya been waiting on
All that I know is that I been waiting long
I ain't waiting to get no lone
Provolone on top of provolone
Mobile phone on top of mobile phone
I don't know what ya niggas smokin' on
Pull my closet got a upstairs
Mobile home on top of mobile home
I go to sleep with a rollie on
I start my car with remote control
Get so much pussy
I go to sleep with a condom on


(Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa)
Fuck I'm the king of the city
I don't take a trip unless I got a bitch with me
I pull up wit pounds or I got a zip in me
Ya don't want no problems, my guys so don't tempt me
My niggas go bap bap bap bap till it's empty
Fuck two erry night in 5 days that's a 10 piece
My bitch that I'm with that's a 10 piece
I’m pourin' that gin in a simply
Ya niggas so fake need assembly
I'm smokin' weed, fuck the penalty
Ridin' round in a old school, with 2 hoes and lil ole' me
Fuck I'ma do wit this money
But walk in the club and start stuntin'
Push all my old bitches buttons
Came up from nothin' to something
Tell her take the stick, don't run from me
There's some for ya, there's some for me
So if we have this threesome, make sure ya cum for me
All that bullshit is up under me
Smokin' gas ain't no tumble weed
All of this cash that's anotha thing
Black and yellow like a bumblebee

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