Kevin Gates - Adding Up lyrics

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Kevin Gates - Adding Up lyrics

[Intro] My dog in this b**h (Luca Brasi) My bad, dog (yeah) Line 'em up, yeah (you know, man, I'm sorry) Do it while I'm doin' my verse, f** it Then after that, we can do it, you know what up Huh, yeah, record all this, f** [Pre-Chorus] Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that sh** ain't addin' up (sh** ain't addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these n***as ain't mad enough (I'm doin' it) b**h, I'm never goin' broke, sh**, my money keed addin' up I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as f**, uh [Chorus] One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (add it up) [Verse 1] Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I'm thumbin' through something, we blew out the motor I jump in the bucket, dress up like a woman (come here b**h), I jump out and bust it in front of the Kroger Tried to hold on to the holy approach, play for keeps, you gotta know it's approachin' Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, couldn't sleep, Julio, he the closest Brought the Range out, whippin' the rover, puttin' change out, n***a, you know it Don't change now, I'ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice Big load, bring a pack to the show, we back now, bringin' it back Countin' good, my [?] intact, I'm hood, I perfected a craft This means I can see through the gla**, SS with a digital dash With a turbo, goin' launch mode, doin' circles, still hittin' the gas I signed for a brick and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash I'm in the vet, I'm gettin' neck from a giraffe and I pray to God we don't crash Yeah, oh [Pre-Chorus] Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that sh** ain't addin' up (sh** ain't addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these n***as ain't mad enough (they ain't) b**h, I'm never goin' broke, sh**, my money keed addin' up (Gates) I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as f**, uh (Gates) [Chorus] One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) [Verse 2] Now we back talkin', got out my feelings, chalk nine, engine got real symbols (do you, Gates) Glock 9, throwin' that in the blender, do I gotta mention I'm in the kitchen (I'm in this b**h) Do I gotta mention, I don't deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don't remember (do you, Gates) Ex-boyfriend, she don't consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the picture Vacuum seal one, lower the ticket, vacuum seal numb, I'm 'bout to k** it Get mad, b**h n***as ability, drop racks, offender a cynic 'Bout to sit down, talk with the city, free my big round, lower the sentence Bigger b**h down, holdin' her titties, meanwhile, while controllin' the seating Need help now, loan you a penny, stayed down, would've gave you a ticket Big feet, b**h, why is you trippin'? Don't get loud, talk with a whisper When you see me, you know I be glistenin', lil sneak peak, you know I be listenin' Sound upset, why is you dissin'? I'ma tap something, make them come get you [Pre-Chorus] Oh, he say he thuggin', well, that sh** ain't addin' up (sh** ain't addin' up) I'ma keep on flexin' 'cause these n***as ain't mad enough (they ain't mad) b**h, I'm never goin' broke, sh**, my money keed addin' up (pew) I'ma keep on thumbin' through hundreds, I count money fast as f**, uh [Chorus] One mil', two mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (Gates, Gates) Three mil', four mil', uh, I'ma keep stackin' up (add it up) Five mil', six mil', uh, I'ma keep addin' up (add it up) Seven mil', eight mil', uh, money keep addin' up (add it up) [Outro] Say, Gates, what's happenin'? The f**, dog, I mean, you love this n***a, dog? I just keep addin' up, dog, lemme show him You know, I just keep addin' up, you know what I'm sayin' What up, lemme show him, I'm, huh, I'm him Wa**up? Luca Brasi