Add it Up ft. GoonieMoney600 Lyrics

All that ice, you know it came crushed, this shit ain't nothin' to us

This nigga talkin' gangster like he tough, turn his ass to dust

You know I'm with them spankers in that truck, tear up the whole club

I'm runnin' around with some freaky as fuck, you know she feelin' me

I told her wish me luck when I'm at war, we really in the streets

Feelin' like D-Wave 2003, the youngest in the league

And I don't see no competition when I preach, it's only one of me

Get that helmet and all this peace, no time to see him weak

I told my youngin' go and take the Jeep, only use it when you creep

Add it up, started my own shit, I took my lick and now they mad at us

We on it three deep, ready for beef, they show me magic

Load on my brother, ask my mother, that's another dub

And he was showin' the white flag, but it's fuck up, we gon' stay in the hood

Runnin' over bitches, everywhere I go I get paid

Back in the day I had a fade, bitches been poppin' fish grease

I'm finna blow a grenade, third thing I work at the Nike factory

Cause I'm servin' these J's, I'ma stay up in the trap

I'll goddamn knife her, I go make minimum wage

Uh, yeah, yeah, I fuck her and cut her off

Baby, you know I'm a bigger boss, nigga wins, you know I be drippin' sauce

Yeah, I'm the lil' nigga who made you

She only fuck cause you paid her

I got your hoe on a page, bitch, bitch

I got the set like the Raiders

In the kitchen cookin, I need a baker

My favorite singer was Anita Baker

Get in my way with how fast I drink it

I'm in LA like I play for the Lakers

Ooh, get on, bitch, I can replace you

PC is a plenty of flavors

Told them boys to add it up, they ain't fast enough, I showed them that

And we ain't worried about him, they boys a bitch

And their chances slim, we got more to kill

I'm in the bed with a drink, no license plate

And I'm knowin' just where they at

I told him, break the safe, dip in his face

We wipin' out his whole set

I told my goons, I want him gone by noon

Deposit comin' soon

I'm really poppin' it, just stay in tune

Got a drop and heard a boom

I done started my own shit and now they pissed

Why they mad at us

Load on this bitch with no assists

Told them, add it up

One, two, three, four, five

One, two, three, four, five

One, two, three, four, five

One, two, three, four, five

Them niggas fried, I'm gone

Fired