Correction Lyrics Add It Up by Bankroll Freddie

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(Ayy, Heavy turn the beat up though)
Ooh
(MK, get that shit up there)
Yeah

Seven hunnid in jewelry, nigga and I ain't even went gold yet (Huh)
Streets been steady calling (Woo), steady asking where them bows at (Yeah, bow)
Ayy, projects where them 4's at (On Crip), nigga rep your whole set (On God)
I ain't dropped in ten months (Woo) and nigga I still ain't went cold yet (Yeah, right)
Ayy, I can wipe my ass (Haha) with them lil' bitty ass rap check (That ain't no money)
Nigga what's a 100k to me? Spend that on my damn neck
160 on my bank chain (Woo), forty on my AP (On God)
Wait until I cop the Lamb gon' make thеse niggas hate me (Skrr)
120 on my C8, I ridе V8's or better (Vroom)
2020 redeye it cost me a lil' cheddar (Skrr)
Trackhawk up on 24's, it make my shit look better (Vroom)
I could've copped the Urus but I went and copped a 18 wheeler
Nigga better add me up, you looking at couple mill (Couple mill)
I was up three hunnid thou' 'fore Pee even came with a deal (Go ask Pee)
Got a mill, ayy, what a feel (Woo)
Just retired my vacuum seal (Ha)
I still can get the package still it just gotta be worth the thrill (It gotta be worth it)

f*ck nigga, come add me up (Add it up), compare to me you ain't had enough (You ain't got enough)
I just got a new bag today mane it just keep it adding up (Adding up )
Money just keep stacking up (Stacking up)
Rackades get 'em, rack 'em up (Rack 'em up)
Four watches, six chains, ayy, tell that f*ck nigga to add me up
Tell them niggas add me up (Add it up, add it up)
f*ck nigga, come add me up (Add it up, add it up)
f*ck nigga, come add me up (Add it up, add it up)
f*ck nigga, come add me up (Add it up, add it up)

Money piling up, I swear a nigga getting rich as shit (Woo)
The way I feel today I might go cop me that new Richie shit (Richard Mille)
Ayy, I can pop the biggest shit (Pop it), double R, I'm really rich (Really rich)
You flexing with that lil' ass chain (Hahaha), I wouldn't buy that shit for my bitch (p*ssy)
10k boy that's pocket change (Woo), I'll threw that shit up at allure
He don't love you bae 'cause if he did wouldn't wear no Michael Kors (Nah, nah, nah)
New Chanel for my bitch and she got all kinda shit (Woo, woo)
Gucci, Louis, Prada shit, baby got all kinda drip
Looking in my closet boy it's looking like the Lennox Mall
I can show you how to get money, flex up and really ball
Money it's like ten feet tall (Woo), Amiris they ain't cheap at all (Nah)
Looking like my pockets got the mups bitch this a fifty ball (Fifty)
Nigga better add me up, you f*ck around and lose count (Haha)
I just closed on some land so next I'm finna build a house
Keep Big Bank up out your mouth (Yeah), unless you wanna shoot it out (Bah-bah, bah-bah)
Put so many racks up on your head, your main man X you out

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