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letra de add it up - baby grizzley

[intro]
(h-lluva made this beat, baby)
ayy
millie in the bank, add it up, b-tch
‘nother millie at the crib, took it, add it up
lil b-tch wanna f-ck told her suck and wrap it up, b-tch
cuban link bust, rolls truck, add it up, b-tch

[verse 1]
baby i’m that n-gga can’t you tell?
blow kush, no bush, lil n-gga can’t you smell?
making more money then free men when i was in jail
b-tch i think i smoke city cellie cell
fifty in my denim, made it all of the cookie
n-gga f-ck around and lose his arm if he push me
return of a vet, don’t compare me to no rookie
turn up in that cat like i’m swimming in some p-ssy
lil baby cold so i ate her, hit her, shake her
hoes call me bron told ’em i play for thе lakers
tripping with the m’s now the opps think thеy safer
i still put a n-gga on the heaven escalator
i got red bottoms on, blood walking
n-gga keep your mouth close when a blood talking
plug calling, 400 p’s on them b-tches
i can’t wear no chanel till its b’s on them b-tches, ayy
[chorus]
millie in the bank, add it up, b-tch
‘nother millie at the crib, took it, add it up
b-tch wanna f-ck told her suck and wrap it up, b-tch
cuban link bust, rolls truck, add it up, b-tch (aye)

[verse 2]
put my mink on, b&g on
she wanna husband told that b-tch to dream on
thousand dollar like [?]
grizzley bear, get my heat on
gold [?] tee on, black and red vlone
breski in the room, twenty-five, fifty-two
forty boys in this b-tch, grade a with us too
i don’t do third exchanges, all we know is shoot
blood fronted me a brick, i told him get it off the roof
young n-gga, young n-gga, b-tch i’m from the block
shots out the glock, break a block down to rocks
my n-gga pushing icebox in the drop
rich n-gga put some platinum on my chop like i’m ox
n-ggas say they up and rolling
it’s sh-t on me i can’t spread
that pencil erasing a n-gga when i bang lead
lows drinking straight mud, he a drank head
n-ggas talk about they old shooter like he ain’t dead
tryna stop me that’s a kamikaze mission
hunnid b-tches in the lobby, rollie rocky hitting
if a n-gga try me b-tch i’m 12 gauge, shotty spitting
n-gga talking like maserati rick and now he missing
[chorus]
millie in the bank, add it up, b-tch
‘nother millie at the crib, took it, add it up
b-tch wanna f-ck told her suck and wrap it up, b-tch

[outro]
she wanna husband told that b-tch to dream on
thousand dollar like [?]
grizzley bear, get my heat on
gold [?] tee on, black and red vlone
ay, who, ay deuce, ay deuce, ay
deuce gang, deuce gang (ay), deuce gang (ay)

- baby grizzley

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