Migos - Add It Up lyrics

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Migos - Add It Up lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Ay, ay, count that money up, add it up! Ay, run that check up, add it up! Ay, count that knot right here, add it up! Ay, run and go get that money over there, add it up! Ay, go get the truckload, get the truckload, add it up! Migos! Go! [Hook: Quavo] Got hundreds of p's, they comin' in, no Tonka truck f** n***a, he don't believe me, he could go add it up Add it up [x12] The bricks just came in, the molly came in The white just came in, you don't believe it, f** n***a, add it up Add it up [x9] [Verse 1: Quavo] Add it up like a new calculator In the trap with two guns like I'm Tomb Raider Hop on the track with no pen or paper We blowin' up, I got that detonator You could add up the dope like accountants Put that dope in the water, don't drown it Add it up right now, bet it motherf**in' lookin' Like a n***a livin' up on a mountain I dreamed I woke up in Phantoms, naked b**hes in a mansion I did my calculations, most of you rappers is imitatin' They back on the island, I'm contemplatin' Should I shoot to k** in my situation? Mama said "Quavo, better stay patient!" The dirt that I done you add up the cases [Hook] [Verse 2: Offset] Beep! Fff! That's that money machine and it's addin' up! The trap is a bakery, whippin' and cookin' The dope, I send it straight to Canada! Young Offset trappin' in your area Jungle fever, got the white and I marry her I see Justin Beaver, the ghost is way scarier Hit a juug, fifty bags of the good cannabis All these other conversations irrelevant If you ain't talkin' bout Benjamin Frank Gold fingers like a trophy and painting Got the 45., turn you to a sharp painting My pockets is healthy, Zanotti Giuseppe My money is stretching, my money athletic Tyler Perry, makin' movies, they epic I'm not the one from Cuba, that's my necklace [Hook] [Verse 3: Takeoff] We f**ed the world up when we dropped that "Versace" It topped the chart, n***a, so add it up "Versace", it got us a M and 'em Don't believe me, f** n***a, then count it up Stealing my flow, we come to your show Put you on camera and we embarra** ya f** your management, and your manager You is a amateur, choppa'll damage ya Trappin' and cappin', had to make it happen Trapper turned rapper, my mama happy On the block trappin', don't serve undercovers Snakes in that gra**, they gon' get you on trouble If I get jammed, put that on my mama That I won't tell on my brother In the bando and I'm countin' the f** out the p's Got rich off a pot and some water [Hook]

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