Lyrics:
I ain't got time to chill
I ain't got time for real
If we aint talking mill
I won't sign no deal
Cuz I wanna add it up
Add it up
Add it up
Add it up
You can add the fit
You can add the Glock up on my waist and add the whip
You can add my neck and add my bitch and add my wrist
All i did was run
Add it up and count it, add it up and count it
Add it up and count it, nigga, then recount it
Add it up and count it, add it up and count it
Add
mami, make it drop
I can add a little flavor (oh yeah)
I'll give you something you can savor (give you something you can savor)
I'll save a little
disrespect
DYED
Feese Dj Damage
Four wings shrimp fried rice
Homemade lemonade can you please add ice
Poke a hole in my top
Poke a hole in my top
Poke a hole
together
Yeah yeah ay ay ay drop the add
Got got gotta get
Drop drop drop the add ay
Oh she knows too much, too much yeah
Sum bout your eyes
You know what
Ay, ayyy
Lemme just talk my shit
Let it drop, ay uh
Let it drop, huh yeah
Let it drop, ay uh
Let it drop, huh yeah
Let it drop, ay uh
Let it drop
Ayo
Look look look
Drop that ass down give me 20
(Right Now)
She be playin' niggas - She don't play about her money
Say she wanna dance put some
I tell a hater get lost
Throwing salt
On my name only
Adds to the sauce
I tell a hater get lost
Throwing salt
On my name only
Adds
Peace my Nubian brothers (Peace)
Ayyo knowledge this, we came here to do one thing
And this is what we gonna do
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop
New drop, new chick, new watch, who this
Add another baddie to my to do list
Just send me the addy and we can do this
New drop, new chick, new watch,
Peace my Nubian brothers (Peace)
Ayyo knowledge this, we came here to do one thing
And this is what we gonna do
We gonna drop the bomb (Drop
Drip drop
I'm a bad bitch that's a ten spot
She wanna be me but the bitch not
Santa with the bag thats a big knot
Bitch Stop
Drip drop
I'm a bad
go and add it up
Pocket full of blue strips
Muthafucka run it up
Real road runner shit
Watch a Nigga add it up
I want my niggas on top
Go head get yo
discipline
Drop it
Dropping all them bad habits
Dropping all them bad habits
Drop em
It's chilly out
Cold running through my body
Add pressure now
Apply it so
gon' run off with the sauce tryna add a lil' drip?
Mmm, tryna add a lil' drip
Mmm, tryna add a lil' drip (drip, drip, drip)
Mmm, tryna add a lil'
alive
GO with my guys
This girl man she sound so nice
To my taste mehn she add lit spice
She add lit spice
GO with my guy
This girl man she sound so
Top Drop
Top Drop
Top Drop
(Top drop top drop ooh yeah)(Top drop top drop ooh yeah)
(Top drop top drop ooh yeah)(Top drop top drop ooh yeah)
(Top
Add it up, add it up
See ya homie tatted up
If used to make you mad, it's gon' make you madder
Add it up, add it up
Got the fire back it up
See
out that jam
I'm a roadrunner
For the Bill Franklins
When the bills drop
Then I need the Tubmans
Mother Fuckers love to say
They love you
Till you
only going up
We won't stop, won't drop, no negative
Give us more
Gives us give
Plus you know that's a positive
Add it up, add it up
Add it up, count it
hatin' (they be hatin')
Add it to the list (add it up)
It is what it is (yea yea)
It is what it is (yea yea)
That's my bae (that's my bae)
I don't play
(Baby Boy)
See I don tie my Rizzla
Now I don add ginger
I beg Oluwa make him add him fire
Cos e no be my power
See now I don tie my Rizzla
I don
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill
Uh, uh
Add the whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold
Yo we 'bout to start a epidemic wit
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