My dog in this (Luca Brasi) My bad, dog (yeah) Line 'em up, (you know, man, I'm sorry) Do it I'm doin' my verse, fuck it after 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 niggas ain't mad enough (I'm doin' it) Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money addin' up keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep up Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma stackin' up Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up)
1] Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I'm through something, we blew out the motor 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 approach, play for keeps, you gotta know it's approachin' Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, sleep, Julio, he the closest Brought the Range out, whippin' the rover, puttin' change out, nigga, you it Don't change now, I'ma stay focused, 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 the glass, SS with a digital dash With a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, 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 a giraffe and I pray 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 these niggas mad enough (they ain't) Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my money keed up (Gates) I'ma keep on thumbin' hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)
One mil', two mil', uh, keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', mil', uh, I'ma 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, 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 gotta mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I remember (do you, Gates) Ex-boyfriend, she consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the picture Vacuum one, lower the ticket, vacuum seal numb, I'm 'bout to kill it Get mad, niggas ability, drop racks, offender a cynic 'Bout to sit down, talk with the city, free my big round, the sentence Bigger bitch down, her titties, meanwhile, while controllin' the seating Need help now, loan you a penny, stayed down, would've you a ticket Big feet, bitch, why is you Don't get loud, talk with a whisper When you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you I be listenin' upset, why is you dissin'? I'ma tap something, make them come get you
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit ain't addin' up (shit addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (they mad) Bitch, I'm never goin' broke, shit, my keed addin' up (pew) I'ma keep on through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh
One mil', two mil', uh, keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', mil', uh, money keep addin' up (add it up)
Say, Gates, what's The fuck, dog, I mean, you this nigga, dog? I just keep addin' up, dog, show him You know, I just keep addin' up, you what I'm sayin' What up, show him, I'm, huh, I'm him Luca