NoCap Ft Lil Uzi Vert – Count A Million Lyrics
NoCap Ft Lil Uzi Vert – Count A Million Lyrics Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that prolly Tago
Al Geno on the track
Chorus
Ayy, panorama roof, I’m watchin’ when the rain go
I think that I could count a million with my eyes closed
I done did some dirt that only God knows
Tell the plug that he could send it up to [?]
Hustle all day, I count the money at night
Expectin’ them to change, say I wasn’t surprised (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Five-star hotel, I just got off a jet
I ain’t flexin’, I ain’t braggin’
Verse
Pulled up in the Range, fully loaded
Ayy, came through with some sticks, they fully loaded
Police had threw a flash, had me in holding cells
Ain’t breakin’ down no bag, you know it’s whole we sell
I pack two, nigga, NoCap Makavelli
I’m the new ‘Pac, NoCap Hail Mary
Them clips look like bananas, but I’m rockin’ Burberry
Niggas I love wanna see me lose, that shit got real scary, damn
Yeah, ayy, you see me flexin’ on that ‘Gram
Ayy, ’cause bitch, that’s what I really am
Ayy, my pockets fat, I’m missin’ Slim
I’m a savage and I’m ballin, call me 21, Tim’, nigga
Double Gs on me, call me go getta
Born in these shit so I didn’t have to go recruit killers
I don’t know who told you, but girl, I’m a player, still fuck, won’t lay up
I heard the opps got some tints, the car need to be painted
Might as well let me spray it up
They didn’t have to ask, I was down to my last
I’m eatin’ a hundred grand on favors (Oh, Lord, oh, no)
Chorus
Ayy, panorama roof, I’m watchin’ when the rain go
I think that I could count a million with my eyes closed
I done did some dirt that only God knows
Tell the plug that he could send it up to [?]
Hustle all day, I count the money at night
Expectin’ them to change, say I wasn’t surprised (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Five-star hotel, I just got off a jet
I ain’t flexin’, I ain’t braggin’
Verse
I’m not flexin’, I’m not braggin’ (Nah)
We was four deep in that van and we tagged ’em (Yeah)
I taught them niggas, they was real, they was actin’ (Yeah)
It’s all good, we not gon’ trip, we gon’ tax ’em (Not trip)
Like, “Oh Lord,” callin’ on the Lord like I talk to the Devil sometimes
Every time that I lose somebody you know that it’s numb time (No)
I sit back, take a pill and think about all of ’em, good times
Steppin’ on these niggas for my pain (Steppin’ on)
Steppin’ on these niggas for my pain (Yeah)
Better bulletproof your umbrella ’cause we known to make it rain (Yeah, brrat)
Man, he turned out to be a fake fella, that boy he not the same (The same)
He changed up on his dawgs, man, he changed up on the game
Man, he changed up on the game, that boy switchin’ lanes (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
That’s what you call a lame, my boy got the same (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said, “Every time they catch a stain” (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Promised to my dawgs wouldn’t change with that fame
Everybody got water drippin’ on ’em, no drain
We gon’ keep on catchin’ these bodies until my niggas find that mane (Woah)
Chorus
Ayy, panorama roof, I’m watchin’ when the rain go
I think that I could count a million with my eyes closed (With my eyes closed)
I done did some dirt that only God knows (God knows)
Tell the plug that he could send it up to [?] (Yeah)
Hustle all day, I count the money at night (At night)
Expectin’ them to change, say I wasn’t surprised (Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Five-star hotel, I just got off a jet (Yeah, yeah)
I ain’t flexin’, I ain’t braggin’ (Yeah)
Outro
I ain’t flexin’, I ain’t braggin’
I ain’t flexin’, I ain’t braggin’
I ain’t flexin’, I ain’t braggin’
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