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letra de add it up - lil blade

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[intro]
(good lookin’, dnell)
been workin’, not purpin’, ain’t we, smerf?
yeah
ayy, yeah (ice, ice)

[verse]
yeah, ‘dwellers and presis, all the chains be heavy
on the ‘gram, you be ballin’, but your b-tch look petty
i can’t f-ck with none of these hoes ’cause they all be messy
if you ain’t tryna f-ck and leave, you might as well not text me
might as well not call, got a disco ball
’round my motherf-ckin’ neck, you want this sh-t cost?
yeah, i talk a lot of sh-t, but i can back it up
i’m in the crib baggin’ up
got thirty ‘bows in the caddy truck
lil’ n-gga, add me up
sh-t, ten, twenty, sh-t, another five, forgot to add the buffs
steady flexin’ lil’ sh-t, can tell that you ain’t had enough
lil’ blade brought his own sh-t, this ain’t my daddy’s stuff
2023 range, nah, this ain’t my daddy truck
it’s one of my hoes, she let me drive through, i stab it up
old school monty, hit the shop and got it tatted up
smacked the ‘cat, bought another one and still ain’t had enough (skrrt)

[chorus]
gon’ add it up, lil’ n-gga, add it up
gon’ add it up, lil’ n-gga, add it up
yeah, gon’ add it up
smacked the ‘cat, bought another, still ain’t had enough
yeah, yeah, lil’ n-gga, add it up
yeah, yeah, lil’ n-gga, add it up
n-gga, add it up
smacked the ‘cat, bought another, still ain’t had enough
[verse 2]
n-gga, i don’t ball hog, i’m a team player
if the b-tch goin’, i’ma let the team slay her
dumb crib in the ‘burbs, all white neighbors
shoutout to my n-gga tron, that boy a lifesaver
this ain’t a plain white tee, this b-tch louis lou’
there’s one me and three chains, they like, “who is you?” (d-mn)
brown on brown monogram, i look like scooby doo (yeah)
yeah, they think this somethin’ special, this is what we do, yeah
i don’t like n-ggas, you can tell
i’m a boss, you can tell how i smell
this givenchy cologne, walk past, take a b-tch with me home
i’m in her mouth, you be kissin’ these hoes, ugh
yeah, i had to laugh ’cause you n-ggas goofy
walkin’ ’round like you love her, wifin’ up groupies (dummy)
all i ride is forgiatos, not no f-ckin’ ruccis
might get drunk and tell a b-tch, “give me that f-ckin’ coochie”

[chorus]
gon’ add it up, lil’ n-gga, add it up
gon’ add it up, lil’ n-gga, add it up
yeah, gon’ add it up
smacked the ‘cat, bought another, still ain’t had enough
yeah, yeah, lil’ n-gga, add it up
yeah, yeah, lil’ n-gga, add it up
n-gga, add it up
smacked the ‘cat, bought another, still ain’t had enough
[outro]
ayy, man
tell that lil’ n-gga to add that sh-t up, blade
tell that other n-gga to go get the car
we ain’t gon’ keep talkin’ to these n-ggas, man
we done spent everything these n-ggas couldn’t spend, man (good lookin’, dnell)
and we gon’ keep f-ckin’ ballin’, man
boy, would y’all?
boy, would y’all get this sh-t together, man?
we ain’t gon’ keep talkin’ to y’all n-ggas, we out, b-tch

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