Lil Uzi Vert - Count Dem Rolls lyrics

When a b**h s** my dick, I be like "wooh!" If I'm counting more than a thousand dollars I be like "wooh!" Count them rollz! Damn! The Audi on wrist and the Audi my whip and the R8 It ain't come with a ceiling (skrt) Tec-9 what I grip, and it got cooling kit and the clip, that b**h got a extension (brr) The laser on it, a f** n***a better be quick cause I swear to god I'm not missin' I probably won't miss, I put a bullet in your head And change your whole image (I'll k** you) I just talked to Wiz, I told Addie call me Ain't talk to my guy in a minute (waddup addy) I went to the party, the b**hes all on me I'm pullin' Brazilian and Remy (s** my dick) If it bout the Benjis, don't play my Benjis Bustin' at you with the semi I 'member when we was f**in' a shawty in the basement Her name *beep* My style doin' damage, diamonds they dancin' Hair on her neck it be standin' My pistols be twins, they clip be five-ten It kinda remind me of Shannon But I can not worry bout Shannon My n***as eatin', you look famished I'm drinkin' that lean and I'm xannin' Lil Uzi gon' be just richer than them That's word to my n***a Don Cannon Talkin' that sh** then I blam 'em Wait, that n***a be runnin' I mean the plural, that n***a rannin' I got a b**h all on me, yes she be chewin' my dick up I be just k**in' this sh** When she eatin' the nut, it be givin' her hiccups You should have worked out, shoot you in your stomach Muthaf**a should've did sit-ups I don't give a f** muthaf**a, now you talkin' n***a get up I been gettin' money, how bout you? Your b**h all on me, how bout you? How that's your b**h, she s**in' my dick, once again now she talkin' out you I told that b**h eat me, I'm k**in' it I told that n***a I be fillin' it Man Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi that n***a on top of Philly like literally I don't give a f** lil' n***a, I swear to god I hope that you die They say "why you dye your hair pink?" n***a I don't know them xans got me too high I told that b**h I just be doin' it, ain't understand me, don't give a f** Hit a n***a with a twenty shot, twenty shot right to his chin like a uppercut Lil Uzi he just be stupid, told your b**h that I am ruthless She s**in' my dick and she s**in' my dick And it feel like that b**h she is toothless Wooh! (Take a break count this god damn money, sh**t) Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz Just talked to my plug, yeah He got that Actavis just for him like by check And you the type n***a that be on the block Still tryna sip on that Hi-Tech I don't give a f** n***a, what the f** I might just hit your right up I told that b**h "s** me up, s** me up, s** me up" No, no, no, I don't want to f** Lil Uzi crazy, Lil Uzi crazy, I did this sh** in a day day I'm gettin' Nachos, movin' that work I ain't talkin' bout the libre I'm not with that he say, she say Not with the he say, she say I take his main and his side-b**h And we proceed right to the three-way, damn! Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, count them rollz Count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz Count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz Count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz Count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz Count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz Count them rollz Like count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz Like count them rollz, Uzi Gang, count them rollz