My dog in this bitch (Luca Brasi) My bad, dawg. Yeah
Go an' line 'em up, yeah. You know, man, I'm sorry
Let 'em do it while I'm doin' my verse, fuck it
Then after that, we can do it, you know, what up?
My dog in this bitch (Luca Brasi) My bad, dawg. Yeah
Go an' line 'em up, yeah. You know, man, I'm sorry
Let 'em do it while I'm doin' my verse, fuck it
Then after that, we can do it, you know, what up?
Huh, me? Yeah, record all this, fuck it
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he say he thuggin', well that shit ain't addin' up (Shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't man enough (I'm doin' it)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keep addin' up
I'ma keep on thumbin' through hunnids, I count money fast as fuck, uh
[Chorus]
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Add it up)
[Verse 1]
Ay, pressure my motive (Motive)
I'm thumbin' through something, we blew out the motor
I jump in the bucket, dress up like a woman (Come here bitch)
I jump out and bust it in front of the Kroger
Tried to hold on to the holy approach, play for keeps, you gotta know it's approachin'
Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, couldn't sleep, Julio, he the closest
Brought the Range out, whippin' the Rover, puttin' change out, nigga, you know it
Don't change now, I'ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice
Big load, bring a pack to the show, we back now, bringin' it back
Countin' good, my thinkin' intact, I'm hood, I perfected a craft
This means I can see through the glass, SS with a digital dash
With a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, still hittin' the gas
I signed for a brick and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash
I'm in the vet, I'm gettin' neck from a giraffe and I pray to God that we don't crash
Yeah, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he say he thuggin', well that shit ain't addin' up (Shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't man enough (I'm doin' it)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keep addin' up
I'ma keep on thumbin' through hunnids, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)
[Chorus]
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (Add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
[Verse 2]
Now we back talkin', got out my feelings
Chalk nine, engine got reassembled (Do you, Gates)
Glock 9, throwin' that in the blender
Do I gotta mention I'm in the kitchen? (I'm in this bitch)
Do I gotta mention, I don't deliver
Ex-girlfriend, I don't remember (Do you, Gates)
Ex-boyfriend, she don't consider
Goddamn, hmm, I get the picture
Vacuum seal one, lower the ticket
Vacuum seal numb, I'm 'bout to kill it
Get mad, bitch niggas ability
Drop racks, offender a cynic
Bout to sit down, talk with the city
Free my big round, lower the sentence
Dick a bitch down, holdin' her titties
Meanwhile, while controllin' the seatin'
Need help now, loan you a penny
Stayed down, would've gave you a ticket
Big feet, bitch, why is you trippin'?
Don't get loud, talk with a whisper
When you see me, you know I be glistenin'
Lil sneak peak, you know I be listenin'
Sound upset, why is you dissin'?
I'ma tap somethin', make them come get you
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he say he thuggin', well that shit ain't addin' up (Shit ain't addin' up)
I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't man enough (I'm doin' it)
Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keep addin' up
I'ma keep on thumbin' through hunnids, I count money fast as fuck, uh
[Chorus]
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (Add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Add it up)
[Outro]
Say, Gates, what's happenin'?
The fuck, dawg, I mean, you love this nigga, dawg?
I just keep addin' up, dawg, lemme show him
You know, I just keep addin' up, you know what I'm sayin', What up?
Lemme show him, I'm, huh, I'm him
Wassup?
Luca Brasi
Min hund i dette tispe (Luca Brasi) min dårlig, dawg. Yeah
Gå en 'linje' em up, ja. Du vet, man, jeg beklager
Let 'em gjøre det mens jeg er doin' mitt vers, fuck det
Så etter det, kan vi gjøre det, vet du, hva skjer?
He, meg? Ja, ta opp alt dette, fuck det
[Pre-Kor]
Oh, sier han at han Thuggin', vel at dritten ikke er tillegget up (Faen ikke er tillegget up)
I'ma holder på bøyelig fordi disse niggas er ikke mann nok (jeg doin 'it)
Bitch, jeg aldri Goin' blakk, shit, mine penger beholde tillegget opp
I'ma holder på thumbin' gjennom hunnids, jeg teller penger fort som faen, uh
[Kor]
En mil 'to mil', eh, I'ma beholde tillegget opp
Tre mil 'fire mil', eh, I'ma holde Stackin' up
Fem mil 'seks mil', eh, I'ma holde tillegget up (Legg den opp)
Sju mil 'åtte mil', eh, penger beholde tillegget up (Legg den opp)
[Vers 1]
Ja, press mitt motiv (Motive)
Jeg er thumbin' gjennom noe, vi blåste ut motoren
Jeg hopper i bøtta, kle seg ut som en kvinne (Kom hit tispe)
Jeg hopper ut og byste det foran Kroger
Prøvde å holde på den hellige tilnærming, spille for holder, må du vet det approachin'
Hit en fei, tok mange av mine kompiser, kunne ikke sove, Julio, han nærmest
Brakt Range ut, whippin' Rover, Puttin' bytte ut, nigga, vet du det
Ikke endre nå, I'ma opphold fokusert, bare varsel, men prøv å ikke varsel
Stor belastning, ta med en pakke til showet, går vi nå, Bringin' den tilbake
Countin' god, min tenkte intakt, jeg hette, jeg perfeksjonert et håndverk
Dette betyr at jeg kan se gjennom glasset, SS med en digital dash
Med en turbo, Goin' lansering modus, doin' sirkler, fortsatt Hittin' gass
Jeg signerte for en murstein og en halv, touchdown til en milli i kontanter
Jeg er i veterinær, jeg er gettin' halsen fra en giraff, og jeg ber til Gud om at vi ikke krasjer
Ja, oh
[Pre-Kor]
Oh, sier han at han Thuggin', vel at dritten ikke er tillegget up (Faen ikke er tillegget up)
I'ma holder på bøyelig fordi disse niggas er ikke mann nok (jeg doin 'it)
Bitch, jeg aldri Goin' blakk, shit, mine penger beholde tillegget opp
I'ma holder på thumbin' gjennom hunnids, jeg teller penger fort som faen, uh (Gates)
[Kor]
En mil 'to mil', eh, I'ma beholde tillegget opp (Gates, Gates)
Tre mil 'fire mil', eh, I'ma holde Stackin' up (Legg den opp)
Fem mil 'seks mil', eh, I'ma beholde tillegget opp (Gates, Gates)
Sju mil 'åtte mil', eh, penger beholde tillegget opp (Gates, Gates)
[Vers 2]
Nå er vi tilbake snakker, fikk ut mine følelser
Chalk ni, motor fikk satt sammen (Har du, Gates)
Glock 9, throwin' at i bland
Må jeg må nevne at jeg er på kjøkkenet? (Jeg er i dette tispe)
Må jeg må nevne, vet jeg ikke leverer
Ex-kjæreste, husker jeg ikke (Har du, Gates)
Ex-kjæreste, har hun ikke anser
Faen, hmm, jeg får bildet
Vakuumtetning en, lavere billetten
Vakuumforseglingen nummen, jeg er 'bout å drepe den
Bli sint, tispe niggas evne
Drop stativer, lovbryteren en kyniker
Bout til å sitte ned, snakke med byen
Frigjøre min store runde, senke setningen
Dick en tispe ned, Holdin' hennes pupper
I mellomtiden, mens controllin' the seatin'
Trenger du hjelp nå, låne deg en krone
Oppholdt seg ned, ville har gitt deg en billett
Store føtter, tispe, hvorfor er du Trippin'?
Ikke bli høyt, snakke med en hvisken
Når du ser meg, vet du jeg skal glistenin'
Lil sneak peak, du vet jeg være listenin'
Sound opprørt, hvorfor er du disser?
I'ma springen Somethin, gjøre dem komme og hente deg
[Pre-Kor]
Oh, sier han at han Thuggin', vel at dritten ikke er tillegget up (Faen ikke er tillegget up)
I'ma holder på bøyelig fordi disse niggas er ikke mann nok (jeg doin 'it)
Bitch, jeg aldri Goin' blakk, shit, mine penger beholde tillegget opp
I'ma holder på thumbin' gjennom hunnids, jeg teller penger fort som faen, uh
[Kor]
En mil 'to mil', eh, I'ma beholde tillegget opp (Gates, Gates)
Tre mil 'fire mil', eh, I'ma holde Stackin' up (Legg den opp)
Fem mil 'seks mil', eh, I'ma holde tillegget up (Legg den opp)
Sju mil 'åtte mil', eh, penger beholde tillegget up (Legg den opp)
[Outro]
Si Gates, det som hender dem?
Faen, dawg, jeg mener, du elsker dette nigga, dawg?
Jeg bare holde tillegget opp, dawg, lemme vise ham
Du vet, jeg bare holde tillegget opp, vet du hva jeg sier, What up?
Lemme vise ham, jeg, he, jeg er ham
Wassup?
Luca Brasi