My dog in this (Luca Brasi) My bad, dog (yeah) 'em up, yeah (you know, man, I'm sorry) Do it while I'm my verse, fuck it Then that, we can do it, you know what up Huh, yeah, all this, fuck
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't addin' up (shit ain't up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (I'm it) Bitch, I'm never broke, shit, my money keed addin' up I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I money fast as fuck, uh
One mil', two mil', uh, keep addin' up Three mil', mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money addin' up (add it up)
1] Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I'm thumbin' through something, we blew out the I jump in the bucket, dress up like a woman (come bitch), I jump out and bust it in front of the Kroger Tried to hold on to the holy approach, for keeps, you gotta know it's approachin' Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, sleep, Julio, he the closest the Range out, whippin' the rover, puttin' change out, nigga, you know it Don't change now, I'ma stay focused, notice, but try not to notice Big load, bring a pack to the show, we now, bringin' it back Countin' good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I perfected a This means I can see through the glass, SS with a digital a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, still hittin' the gas I signed for a and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash I'm in the vet, I'm gettin' neck from a giraffe and I to God we don't crash Yeah, oh
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't up (shit ain't addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause niggas ain't mad enough (they ain't) Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my keed addin' up (Gates) I'ma on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', four mil', uh, keep stackin' up (add it up) mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Seven mil', mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
2] Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, got real symbols (do you, Gates) Glock 9, throwin' that in the blender, do I gotta mention I'm in the kitchen (I'm in bitch) Do I gotta mention, I deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't remember (do you, Gates) Ex-boyfriend, she consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the picture Vacuum seal one, the ticket, vacuum seal numb, I'm 'bout to kill it Get mad, niggas ability, drop racks, offender a cynic 'Bout to sit down, with the city, free my big round, lower the sentence Bigger bitch down, holdin' her titties, meanwhile, while the seating Need now, loan you a penny, stayed down, would've gave you a ticket Big feet, bitch, why is you trippin'? get loud, talk with a whisper When you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you I be listenin' Sound upset, why is you I'ma tap something, make them come get you
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that ain't addin' up (shit ain't addin' up) I'ma on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (they ain't mad) Bitch, I'm goin' broke, shit, my money keed addin' up (pew) keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up) mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (add it up)
Say, Gates, what's The fuck, dog, I mean, you love this nigga, I just keep up, dog, lemme show him You know, I just keep up, you know what I'm sayin' up, lemme show him, I'm, huh, I'm him Luca