Adding Up

(专辑： Luca Brasi 3 - 2018)

My dog in this bitch (Luca Brasi)
My bad, dog (yeah)
Line 'em up, yeah (you know, man, I'm sorry)
Do it while I'm doing my verse, fuck it
Then after that, we can do it, you know what up
Huh, yeah, record all this, fuck it

Oh, he say he thugging, well that shit ain't adding up (shit ain't adding up)
I'ma keep on flexing 'cause these niggas ain't man enough (I'm doing it)
Bitch, I'm never going broke, shit, my money keed adding up
I'ma keep on thumbing through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep adding up
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stacking up
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep adding up (add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep adding up (add it up)

Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I'm thumbing 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 approaching
Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, couldn't sleep, Julio, he the closest
Brought the Range out, whipping the rover, putting 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, bringing it back
Counting good, my thinking intact, I'm hood, I perfected a craft
This means I can see through the glass, SS with a digital dash
With a turbo, going launch mode, doing circles, still hitting the gas
I signed for a brick and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash
I'm in the vet, I'm getting neck from a giraffe and I pray to God that we don't crash
Yeah, oh

Oh, he say he thugging, well that shit ain't adding up (shit ain't adding up)
I'ma keep on flexing 'cause these niggas ain't man enough (I'm doing it)
Bitch, I'm never going broke, shit, my money keed adding up
I'ma keep on thumbing through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep adding up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stacking up (add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep adding up (Gates, Gates)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep adding up (Gates, Gates)

Now we back talking, got out my feelings, chalk nine, engine got reassembled (do you, Gates)
Glock 9, throwing 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, hm, 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
Bigger bitch down, holding her titties, meanwhile, while controlling the seating
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 glistening, lil sneak peak, you know I be listening
Sound upset, why is you dissin'? I'ma tap something, make them come get you

Oh, he say he thugging, well that shit ain't adding up (shit ain't adding up)
I'ma keep on flexing 'cause these niggas ain't man enough (I'm doing it)
Bitch, I'm never going broke, shit, my money keed adding up
I'ma keep on thumbing through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh

One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep adding up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stacking up (add it up)
Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep adding up (add it up)
Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep adding up (add it up)

Say, Gates, what's happenin'?
The fuck, dog, I mean, you love this nigga, dog?
I just keep adding up, dog, lemme show him
You know, I just keep adding up, you know what I'm saying
What up, lemme show him, I'm, huh, I'm him
Wassup?
Luca Brasi