Count Dem Rolls lyrics

[Intro]
Count them rolls, count them rolls (Whoo)
When a b*tch suck my di*k, I be like "Whoo"
If I'm countin' more than a thousand dollars, I be like, "Whoo, count them rolls, damn"

[Verse]
The Audi on wrist and the Audi, my whip and the R8 ain't come with a ceiling (Skrrt)
Tec-9 what I grip, and it got cooling kit and the clip, that b*tch got a extension (Brr)
The laser on it, a f*ck n*gga 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 kill 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*tches all on me, I'm pullin' Brazilian and Remy (Suck my di*k)
If it 'bout the Benjis, don't play my Benjis, bustin' at you with the semi
I 'member when we was f*ckin' a shawty in the basement, her name ****
My style doin' damage, diamonds they dancin', hair on her neck, it be standin'
My pistols be twins, they clip be five-ten, it kind of remind me of Shannon
But I can not worry 'bout Shannon
My n*ggas 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*gga Don Cannon
Talkin' that sh*t then I blam 'em
Wait, that n*gga be runnin', I mean the plural, that n*gga rannin'
I got a b*tch all on me, yes, she be chewin' my di*k up
I be just killin' this sh*t, when she eatin' the nut, it be givin' her hiccups
You should have worked out, shoot you in your stomach, motherf*cker should've did sit-ups
I don't give a f*ck motherf*cker, now you talkin', n*gga, get up
I been gettin' money, how bout you?
Your b*tch all on me, how bout you?
How that's your b*tch, she suckin' my di*k once again, now she talkin' 'bout you
I told that b*tch eat me, I'm killin' it
I told that n*ggam I be fillin' it
Man, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi that n*gga on top of Philly, like literally
I don't give a f*ck, lil' n*gga, I swear to god, I hope that you die
They say, "Why you dye your hair pink, n*gga?", I don't know, them Xans got me too high
I told that b*tch, I just be doin' it
Ain't understand me, don't give a f*ck
Hit a n*gga with a twenty shot, twenty shot right to his chin like a uppercut
Lil Uzi he just be stupid, told your b*tch that I am ruthless
She suckin' my di*k and she suckin' my di*k and it feel like that b*tch she is toothless
Wooh
Count them rolls, count them rolls, count them rolls (Take a break, count this god damn money, sh*t)
Count them rolls, count them rolls, count them rolls
Count them rolls, count them rolls
Just talked to my plug, yeah, he got that Actavis, just for him like by check
And you the type n*gga that be on the block, still tryna sip on that Hi-Tech
I don't give a f*ck n*gga, what the f*ck, I might just hit your right up (Brrt)
I told that b*tch, "Suck me up, suck me up, suck me up, no, no, no, I don't want to f*ck"
Lil Uzi crazy, Lil Uzi crazy, I did this sh*t 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*tch and we proceed right to the three-way, damn
[Outro]
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Count them rolls, count them rolls, count them rolls
Count them rolls, count them rolls, count them rolls
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