Add It Up (Remix)

ABG, baby i roll it up, uh

Bag to big, can't add it up, uh

Hold on, uh, uh

Bag to big, can't add it up

**** be cap , it ain't adding up

Swerve, get curved

You can't be my bitch, you ain't bad enough (Oh)

After i fuck i bounce, no dribble

I'm a big dog, you way to little

Trynna get rich, so we had to hustle

Now i'm in the Benz with the racks in the middle

Bag to big, can't add it up

**** be cap , it ain't adding up

Swerve, get curved

You can't be my bitch, you ain't bad enough (Oh)

After i fuck i bounce, no dribble

I'm a big dog, you way to little

Trynna get rich, so we had to hustle

Now i'm in the Benz with the racks in the middle

After i fuck , i gotta bounce

2012 i was stuck on a ounce

I got my money in different accounts

Everyday i'm getting different amounts

I only come if i the cash straight

Imma still cum if her ass fake

My shooters on court (hold on, swish)

They might score on a fast break

Hit the dash and i'm dippin from 12

Fuck the opps i ain't wishing em well

Free the guys cause they stuck in the cell

With the demons and we giving em hell

Thought he was real ain't know he would tell

Thought she was bad ain't know she would smell

You give me the work you know its gon' sell

I had a plug his name was Miguel

Bag to big, can't add it up

**** be cap , it ain't adding up

Swerve, get curved

You can't be my bitch, you ain't bad enough (Oh)

After i fuck i bounce, no dribble

I'm a big dog, you way to little

Trynna get rich, so we had to hustle

Now i'm in the Benz with the racks in the middle

Bag to big, can't add it up

**** be cap , it ain't adding up

Swerve (Swerve), get curved (Curved)

You can't be my bitch, you ain't bad enough (Oh)

After i fuck i bounce, no dribble (Ah)

I'm a big dog, you way to little (Ah)

Trynna get rich, so we had to hustle (Nah)

Now i'm in the Benz with the racks in the middle (Yeah)

Li spendo tutti e poi li rifaccio (Rifaccio)

Per farmi sti soldi mi bucherei il braccio (Tossico)

E lei s'incazza perché non ho tatto (Ah)

Non l'hai inventato, io l'ho già fatto (Nah)

Chiudevo pezzi, poi aprivo pezzi

Finché ero a pezzi e dormivo sui mezzi (Ah, ah)

I miei per i soldi attaccati al citofono (Oh shit)

Ti vesti bene, ma il disco è monotono (Ah)

Comodo (comodo), comodo

Quando entro in gola le viene il vomito (Bleah)

Ormai sono cronico e non puoi cambiarlo

Non voglio sentirlo (Nah), stavo giù a farlo

Ho mille problemi, ma non una troia (No troie)

Sto sempre solo, la gente mi annoia (Mi annoia)

Un altro scemo spera che io muoia (Ahahahah)

Mangio, fumo e dormo, zero paranoia (Zero)

Non sono capre (No), sembrano pecore (No)

Qua non li sento (No), il segnale è debole (No)

Meglio non bevo (No), divento un demone (No)

Tu ad ogni disco hai cambiato genere

Hai cambiato gente, hai cambiato recite (Ah)

Lei si fa spremere (Ah), la senti gemere (Ah)

Amo le tenebre (Ah) quanto la luce

Polvere, polvere

Cenere, cenere (MOB, MOB, MOB)

Bag to big, can't add it up

**** be cap , it ain't adding up

Swerve, get curved

You can't be my bitch, you ain't bad enough (Oh)

After i fuck i bounce, no dribble

I'm a big dog, you way to little

Trynna get rich, so we had to hustle

Now i'm in the Benz with the racks in the middle

Bag to big, can't add it up

**** be cap , it ain't adding up

Swerve, get curved

You can't be my bitch, you ain't bad enough (Oh)

After i fuck i bounce, no dribble

I'm a big dog, you way to little

Trynna get rich, so we had to hustle

Now i'm in the Benz with the racks in the middle

Ah, italiano?

Ah, okay