Letra de Add It Up - Rob49

(Feat. G Herbo)

Uh, uh, uh (Haha)

Ayy

Walked out, start the track up (Woo)

Half a mill' just touched my account, get your racks up

Just bought a car, I need another one (Another one) 'cause I smacked it up

Hit the club and they loving us, this bitch packed up

My lil' bitch think she a city girl, she in here actin' up

Iced out Rolex, platinum, back up, we'll clap shit up

Shoot his face up, can't get back up (Fah)

Fire his neck up, tear his back up (Fah)

What the fuck I'm hidin' for?

Glizzy when I'm ridin'

"Herbo, why you got that mask for?"

Foenem pulled up loud, I was low-key in that black truck

I'm getting high outside, shirt off, these hoes love 'em tatted up

Thumbin' through that bag, we don't look at tabs, add it up (Phew)

Uh, I ain't chillin' 'til I'm a hundred plus (Uh)

Coupe 2022, inside's one of one (One)

We in bulletproofs too but we'll bail out and shoot too

I got too much shit I care about, go to jail about, I'll bail out (Huh)

If it's hot bring hell out

Gave me top and I fell out

Call me not tryna book me

Know it's hot but I'ma sell out

Wanna die? Where about?

We gon' slide, air it out (Bah)

Pull up real slow (Yeah)

Pullin' off, sped out (Yeah)

Yeah, think 'cause I start rapping I stop hustlin' shit (Yeah)

I'm still in my trap house with my Glock out like I run this bitch (It's like I run this shit)

I'ma beat that block up 'fore I ever try to beat a bitch (Yeah)

I just did three hundred K this month, I just was in the trenches (I just was in the trenches)

Yeah (Yeah), I can't move the same (I can't move the same), I got a check now (Yeah)

Treat all of my side hoes like my watches, they get bust down (They all get bust down)

Since she ain't trying to fuck me with her friend, get the fuck out (Yeah)

I put fifty K inside my gang in case a war come (Yeah)

Trappin' and rappin', my savage get active (Know my savage get active)

I was just on house arrest, now I got my check up (Now I got my check up)

Keep tellin' bro to watch that car (Gang), we gon' blow together (We gon' blow together)

Yeah, I fly out models hoes out daily, treat 'em like they nothin' (Treat 'em like they nothing)

Gang (Gang)

Uh, I put up so many diamonds, gotta stare (Gotta stare)

Every time when I'm outside my bitch mad, but I don't care

Holler, I can't even hear (Yeah)

Prada only thing I wear (The only thing I wear)

Want me payin' for that pussy, it's expensive but I pay it (Yeah)

Jumpin' out that car like soldiers with that stick up, I'ma get him (Yeah, gang)If we ain't do nothing bad together or break bread, I don't trust you (Yeah)

If she don't got no fat ass and give out great head, I don't touch her

Fuck him, face shot, ain't no duckin'

I'm one savage motherfucker, ayy

Start the Track up, uh (Yeah)

Put one-twenty in this bitch, I'm tryna blow the motor (Blow the motor)

Ain't got no limit (Yeah) like G Herbo, still gon' throw my four up (Still gon' throw my four up)

Sell O's like donuts, still be trappin' in and out my ho house (Still be trappin' in and out my ho house), nigga, yeah

Bad bitch super bougie, get what she what, she fuckin' a boss now, nigga (Yeah)

I don't even wan' talk, I'm breaded up, my motion giving too much pressure (Yeah)

Put him on a stretcher, tryna touch my necklace, ain't no disrespecting (It ain't no disrespecting)

I'm in Trackhawk, I'm in Scat Pack, got hoes bunched up in Sprinters (Yeah)

Yeah, haha (Keep that)

Y'all see? I feel like Birdman in 2000

Feel like Soulja Slim in 1999

Vulture Mafia

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