My dog in bitch (Luca Brasi) My bad, dog (yeah) Line 'em up, (you know, man, I'm sorry) Do it while I'm my verse, fuck it Then after that, we can do it, you what up Huh, yeah, all this, fuck
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't up (shit ain't addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad (I'm doin' it) Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my keed addin' up I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count fast as fuck, uh
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep up mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money addin' up (add it up)
1] Aye, my motive (motive), I'm thumbin' through something, we blew out the motor I 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 it's approachin' Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, sleep, Julio, he the closest Brought the Range out, whippin' the rover, change out, nigga, you know it change now, I'ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice Big load, bring a pack to the show, we back now, it back good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I perfected a craft This means I can see through the glass, SS with a digital With a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, hittin' the gas I signed for a brick and a half, touchdown to a 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, shit ain't addin' 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 keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count fast as fuck, uh (Gates)
One mil', two mil', uh, keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', four mil', uh, keep stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma addin' up (Gates, Gates) mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Gates, Gates)
2] Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, engine got symbols (do you, Gates) Glock 9, throwin' that in the blender, do I mention I'm in the kitchen (I'm in this bitch) Do I mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't remember (do you, Gates) Ex-boyfriend, she don't consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the Vacuum one, lower the ticket, vacuum seal numb, I'm 'bout to kill it Get mad, bitch niggas ability, drop racks, a cynic to sit down, talk 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'? Don't get loud, talk with a When you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you know I be Sound upset, why is you dissin'? I'ma tap something, make come get you
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't addin' up (shit addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause 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) mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, 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 addin' up, you know I'm sayin' What up, lemme him, I'm, huh, I'm him Luca