Add It Up Lyrics

She wanna add it up

All of this cash on me

All of this cash on me

The Oracle

Let's go

All of this cash on me, she wanna add it up

I can't pass on your homie, cause she bad as fuck

Rolling grass by my lonely, I'm finna gas it up

Walk inside the strip club, shawty got her ass up

Where'd you get your lips done

You must run your bag up

I'll take you to Louis Vuitton, you gone need some back up

She know when I put it on, that I'm finna act up

I been in the trap so long, I done ran my sack up

Blowing money fast

Like I'm tryna race

Ain't no need to ask, baby i don't go on dates

Pulled a lot of cash out, I just left outta chase

Then sent her a cash app, just cause she fit my taste

(Yeah, Yeah)

I'll take your Ex-man, put him in his place

(Yeah, Yeah)

Got two lesbians and they tryna taste

(Yeah, Yeah)

Put a Louis Vuitton mask, on my shooter's face

I ain't even check the tags, what I blew today

All of this cash on me, she wanna add it up

I can't pass on your homie, cause she bad as fuck

Rolling grass by my lonely, I'm finna gas it up

Walk inside the strip club, shawty got her ass up

Where'd you get your lips done

You must run your bag up

I'll take you to Louis Vuitton, you gone need some back up

She know when I put it on, that I'm finna act up

I been in the trap so long, I done ran my sack up

Left cheek, right cheek

You tryna excite me

You know you the shit girl, sugar honey iced tea

How you make your hips twirl, girl I think you like me

Take you all around the world, just so we can sight see

Cop you Louis Vuitton pearls, cause that pussy pricey

I feel just like I'm a squirrel, I need a nut nightly

Overseas, I got Euros, spending foreign currency

(Yeah)

Got a lot of money on me and that's currently

All of this cash on me, she wanna add it up

I can't pass on your homie, cause she bad as fuck

Rolling grass by my lonely, I'm finna gas it up

Walk inside the strip club, shawty got her ass up

Where'd you get your lips done

You must run your bag up

I'll take you to Louis Vuitton, you gone need some back up

She know when I put it on, that I'm finna act up

I been in the trap so long, I done ran my sack up

All of this cash on me

All of this cash on me

On me