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add it up (intro) - $olotique beats lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, lil uzi vert
yeah, yeah, yeah
baby pluto, baby sasuke (sasuke)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, h*llo)
yeah
ayy, $olotique is on the track, yeah (sasuke, let’s go)

[chorus]
add it up, add it up (woo, eugh)
add it up, add it up (eugh)
add it up, add it up
add it up, add it up (eugh)
add it up, add it up (ayy, ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy, ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up

[verse 1]
four hunnid thousand for a rolls royce (skrtt, phew)
pull up on your block just like, oh boy (yeah)
pull up on your block with a snowboard, ayy
too many chains, got my neck sore, yeah
too many chains, got my neck sore, yeah
too many chains, got my neck sore, yeah
i’m a millionare, she like, “go boy”, yeah
[chorus]
add it up, add it up
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (let’s go)
add it up, add it up (yeah)
add it up, add it up (yeah)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)

[verse 2]
i couldn’t wait ’til i got my ha*hands, on a bе*n*n*enz, in her pa*a*a*ants (woo)
yes i ca*a*a*an (yеah), i’m the ma*a*a*an (what?)
if you run up, you prolly get fit (what?)
if i’m not on my ceilin’ you better get jammed (what?)
that’s why i gotta keep all of my f&n’s (yeah, uh*huh, yeah)
that’s why i gotta keep all of my hunnids, no tens (yeah, uh*huh)
that’s why i walk around, on my wrist, prolly a benz (uh*huh, yeah)
every time that the opps die, i feel like it’s a cleanse (beep, uh*huh, no cap)
just for everyday, you just gotta load up your stick (yeah, yeah, uh*huh)
i know the boys, yeah, i know the boys, they do hit (woo uh*huh, yeah, yeah)
i know the boys, yeah, i know the boys chop the bricks (woo, uh*huh)
they servin’ the bands, they servin’ the bands, they can’t miss (ayy, ayy, uh*huh)
get it through the mail, corona ain’t stoppin’ sh*t (uh*huh)
would’ve thought i was asian, i stay with the chopstick (grrat*gat, uh*huh)
i’m poppin the pills, i’m drinking the lean like it kris (uh*huh, yeah, yeah)
i’m super geeked up, they got me turned up in this b*tch (uh*huh)
could never, could ever, yeah n*gga, they beef bout a b*tch (uh*huh)
the only thing i beef about is money and my clique (uh*huh)
better get nervous, my eight plus eight in this b*tch (uh*huh)
1600 in this b*tch (this b*tch)
1600 in this b*tch (this b*tch, uh*huh)
1600 in this b*tch (in this b*tch)
uh, i go walkin’ bag, talking bag (yeah, money, what?)
i be pouring bags over bags (huh, like)
i got so much racks, where this cash at? (rackies, yeah)
smoking on this gas, had to pass that (ayy)
all my b*tches mean, cause they ass fat (ayy)
what the f*ck you mean? i’mma smash that (imma smash that, ayy)
pull up foreign whip, watch her smash that (ayy, skrtt)
i’m not with the talkin, where that cash at? (yeah)
[chorus]
add it up, add it up (yeah, eugh)
add it up, add it up (eugh)
add it up, add it up (yeah)
add it up, add it up
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (yeah)

[outro]
four hunnid thousand for a rolls royce (yeah)
pull up on your block just like, oh boy (yeah)
pull up on your block with a snowboard, ayy
too many chains, got my neck sore (yeah, yeah)
add it up, add it up (eugh)
add it up, add it up (eugh)
add it up, add it up (eugh)
add it up, add it up
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up (ayy)
add it up, add it up

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