paroles de chanson Add It Up - Bankroll Freddie

Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up though
Woo (MK, get that sh- up there)
Yeah

Seven hunnid in jewelry, nigga, and I ain′t even went gold yet (nah)
Streets been steady calling (woo)
Steady asking where them bows at (yeah, bows)
Ayy, projects where them 4's at, ayy, nigga, rep your whole set (on God)
I ain′t dropped in ten months and nigga
I still ain't went cold yet (woo, woo, still hot)

Ayy, I can wipe my ass with them lil' bitty ass rap checks (that ain′t no money)
Nigga, what′s a hundred K to me?
Spent that on my damn neck (boy, that ain't shit)
One-sixty on my Bank chain (woo), forty on my AP (on God)
Wait until I cop the Lamb′, gon' make these niggas hate me (skrrt)

One-twenty on my C8, I ride V8′s or better (vroom)
2020 Redeye, it cost me a lil' cheddar, huh (skrrt)
Trackhawk up on 24′s, it make my shit look better (vroom)
I could've copped the Urus, but I went and copped the 18-wheeler

Nigga, better add me up, you looking at a couple mil' (couple mil′)
I was up three hundred thou′ 'fore Pee even came with a deal (go ask Pee)
Got a mil′, ayy, what a feeling (woo), just retired my vacuum seal (retired)
I still can get the package still
It just gotta be worth the thrill (it gotta be worth it)

Fuck nigga gon' add me up (add it up)
Compared to me, you ain′t had enough (you ain't got it)
I just got a new bag today, mane, it just keep adding up (adding up)
Money just keep stackin′ up (stackin' up)
Rackades, get 'em, rack ′em up (rack ′em up)
Four watches, six chains, ayy, tell that fuck nigga to add me up
Tell them niggas add me up (add it up, add it)
Fuck nigga, come add me up (add it up, add it)
Fuck nigga, come add me up (add it up, add it)
Fuck nigga, come add me up (add it up, add it up)

Money been piling up, I swear a nigga getting rich as shit (woo)
The way I feel today, I might go cop me that new Richie shit (Richard Mille)
Ayy, I can pop the biggest shit (pop it), double R, I'm really rich (really rich)
You flexing with that lil′ ass chain, I wouldn't buy that shit for my bitch (pussy)

Ten K, boy, that′s pocket change (woo), I threw that shit up at Allure
He don't love you, bae, ′cause if he did
Wouldn't wear no Michael Kors (nah, nah, nah)
New Chanel for my bitch, yeah, she got all kinda shit (woo, woo)
Gucci, Louis, Prada, baby got all kinda drip
Looking in my closet, boy, it's looking like the Lennox Mall
I can show you how to get money, flex up, and really ball
Money, it′s like ten feet tall (woo), Amiris, they ain′t cheap at all (nah)
Lookin' like my pockets got the mumps, bitch, this a 50-ball (50)

Nigga, better add me up, you fuck around and lose count (haha)
I just closed on the land, so next I′m finna build a house
Keep Big Bank up out your mouth (yeah)
Unless you wanna shoot it out (bah-bah-bah-bah)
Put so many racks up on your head, your main man X you out

Fuck nigga gon' add me up (add it up)
Compared to me, you ain′t had enough (you ain't got it)
I just got a new bag today, mane, it just keep adding up (adding up)
Money just keep stackin′ up (stackin' up)
Rackades, get 'em, rack ′em up (rack ′em up)
Four watches, six chains, ayy, tell that fuck nigga to add me up
Tell them niggas add me up (add it up, add it)
Fuck nigga, come add me up (add it up, add it)
Fuck nigga, come add me up (add it up, add it)
Fuck nigga, come add me up (add it up, add it up)