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Add It Up
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Add It Up è stato pubblicato il 18 luglio 2025 da Rebel/gamma. come parte dell'album Rockstar Junkie
18 luglio 2025
EtichettaRebel/gamma.
LinguaEnglish
BPM119
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Testi

I ain't givin' up, no, finally ran it up
 (Finally did it)
I ain't givin' no, just go add it up
 (Just go get it)
I ain't give up, no, finally ran it up
 (Finally did it)
I ain't givin' no, just go add it up
Damn, this lil bitch way too fine, I cash out on her, I spend every penny
 I’ve been tryna cool it down, these **** speak on me and it get tempting
 Got five hundred thousand wired to me, check my bank account, it’s pending
 Clean the scene up when she done, they can’t even find a thing, go check forensics
I’m off so many drugs and I’m feelin' it
 It’s so wet, she look back when I’m killin' it
 I’m so close, ain’t too long 'til them millies hit
 Fuck that bitch with my chain on, she closin' her eyes
 Bet not look, you go blind how that pendant hit
Don’t think he got a brain, that boy losin' his mind
 Fully AR equipped with a cooling kit
Damn, this lil bitch way too fine, I cash out on her, I spend every penny
 I’ve been tryna cool it down, these **** speak on me and it get tempting
 Got five hundred thousand wired to me, check my bank account, it’s pending
 Clean the scene up when she done, they can’t even find a thing, go check forensics
What do I know (I won't never tell it)
 Rockstar emo baby (awful lot of drugs)
 Look at my soul (it’s so evil, baby)
 Broke inside, it’s fading (I hope you don’t judge)
Where the time go? I was broke and now that money rainin' (Still don’t feel alive)
 I ain’t never know ventin' how I feel would make me famous
I ain't givin' up, no, finally ran it up
 (Finally did it)
I ain't givin' no, just go add it up
 (Just go get it)
I ain't give up, no, finally ran it up
 (Finally did it)
I ain't givin' no, just go add it up
Woke up with bands on me
 Shawty got ass, she dance on me
 Want some smoke? I got five hundred grams on me
 My lil bro got that white, got that tan on him
Think you special? Hoe, show a lil band to me
 I won’t touch her, that hoe is a fan to me
 Fully poppin', I came from some canned goods
Pullin' up Rari and Lambo truck
 Red bitch match my bandana
 Pourin' up right in a Fanta
She rock Chanel, I rock Channel
 Pressure? Nun I can't handle
 Feel like Usher, we lettin' it burn
Draco lay that bitch back like a perm
 Have a YN doin' the worm
 Steady stuntin', hoe, what's your concern?
I ain't givin' up, no, finally ran it up
 (Finally did it)
I ain't givin' no, just go add it up
 (Just go get it)
I ain't give up, no, finally ran it up
 (Finally did it)
I ain't givin' no, just go add it up
Written by: Michael Lamar White IV, Shamar Cox
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