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

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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'

(Hook)

(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

(Hook)

(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