My dog in this (Luca Brasi) My bad, dog (yeah) Line 'em up, (you know, man, I'm sorry) Do it while I'm doin' my verse, it Then after that, we can do it, you what up Huh, yeah, all this, fuck
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, shit ain't addin' up (shit ain't addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these niggas ain't mad enough (I'm 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 addin' up mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep 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 here bitch), I jump out and it in front of the Kroger Tried to hold on to the holy approach, play for keeps, you gotta know approachin' Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, sleep, Julio, he the closest Brought the Range out, the rover, puttin' change out, nigga, you know it change now, I'ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice Big load, a pack to the show, we back now, bringin' it back Countin' good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I a craft This means I can see through the glass, SS with a dash With a turbo, 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 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 broke, shit, my money keed addin' up (Gates) keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)
One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep up (Gates, Gates)
2] Now we talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, engine got real symbols (do you, Gates) Glock 9, throwin' that in the blender, do I gotta mention I'm in the (I'm in this bitch) Do I mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't 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, bitch niggas ability, racks, offender a cynic 'Bout to sit down, talk the city, free my big round, lower the sentence Bigger bitch down, holdin' her titties, meanwhile, while controllin' the Need help now, you a penny, stayed down, would've gave you a ticket Big feet, bitch, why is you Don't get loud, talk with a whisper When you see me, you I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you know I be listenin' Sound upset, why is you dissin'? tap something, make them come get you
Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that shit 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) I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I 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', eight mil', uh, keep addin' up (add it up)
Say, Gates, happenin'? The fuck, dog, I mean, you this nigga, dog? I just keep up, dog, lemme show him You know, I just addin' up, you know what I'm sayin' up, lemme show him, I'm, huh, I'm him Luca