Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Numbers, artist - Belly. Album song IMMIGRANT, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Roc Nation
Song language: English
Numbers |
Addies made me zero in |
Two punanis, five tsunamis (Twenty) |
Seven boppers in the lobby, we the new Illuminati |
All my bitches keep six, in case twelve tryna find me |
Do the math, do the math, 45's like the army |
I’m a pipe her like Rowdy, free Max, free Bobby |
Get Woopty on the phone, he’ll know what to do with the body (lift) |
Slept at Sals on a little couch, till I put my mama in a real house |
Pills all in my little pocket, and they got me geeking like I’m Milhouse |
Too many fake waves, it’s a real drought |
Up for like eight days, with the AK earnin' real clout, fuck your two cents |
You wouldn’t even give me two cents when my pennies scuff |
Earned it all it was never luck, millionaire with the semi tucked |
Now you wanna pull a Hemi up, just so you can come and drink the Henny up |
Fake shit, it was never love and really fuck it if it ever was |
I pull up in four-door Bugattis, four-wheel Ducatis (Eight) |
Got at least two hoes beside me (Ten), threesomes like a hobby (thirteen) |
Addies made me zero in |
Two punanis, five tsunamis (Twenty) |
Seven boppers in the lobby, we the new Illuminati |
All my bitches keep six, in case twelve tryna find me |
Do the math, do the math, 45's like the army |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
I just counted five million dollars cash |
All 5s, 10s, and 20s |
Got to know that that’s the dope money |
Got to know I got the code, homie |
Drink, bring a chopper hit him up, ayy |
Plank, play dead sit him up, ayy |
Bricks on bricks, yeah we Billy Love (Billy Love) |
Bitches act thirsty so we fill 'em up |
I don’t like the rap game (I don’t love the rap game) |
Ain’t none these niggas real as us (Ain't none these niggas, none these niggas) |
Goin' back to the trap game (Goin' back to the trap) |
Sellin' bricks out the Bentley truck (Cocaine Bentley truck) |
Then I’ma hit 'em up |
I used to be a stick 'em up |
Black hoodie with the ski mask |
When you see me, nigga, get 'em up (Pussy, you know what it is) |
I’m a dope boy 'cause I sold dope, boy |
You ain’t no plug 'cause you owe one, boy |
You ain’t cool with no Mexican, you don’t know one, boy |
If you say you got M’s, then show one, boy |
Just bought the Patek, the one with no ice |
Just knocked that bitch, the one with no lights |
And I used to get government assistance, food stamps, no lights |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |
Doing numbers, doing numbers (Add it up) |