[Chorus: Lunchbox]

(I) Addin' up (I-I love you)

All this shit addin' up

All of these drugs, I ain't get enough, uh

Run up on me, wishin' the best of luck

I got my gun up on me, it ain't no testin' us

I tell her— (Buh)

Why the lil' bitch keep callin' my phone?

Ho, you gotta go

You want me, I need your soul

She a dub, let that bitch go, ho

All this Wock', feel like Jerome

Huh (Buh), hah

[Post-Chorus: Lunchbox]

Do

They can't do what I do

Hit my phone with a rack (Buh), I bet the next day I flew out (Buh)

You try fuck with my crew

Brodie and brodie got heat, better cool out (Buh)

When you start runnin' shit up (Buh)

That shit gon' bring the envy and the truth out (Buh)

If you start runnin' shit up

[Verse: Lunchbox]

All this Wock', can't go to sleep, I can't go to sleep

I can't go to she, so I go to me

Niggas can't fuck what I do

I live life, don't contemplate

Niggas can't fuck what I do

You get shot try touchin' me

[Chorus: Lunchbox]

Addin' up

All this shit addin' up

All of these drugs, I ain't get enough, uh

Run up on me, wishin' the best of luck

I got my gun up on me, it ain't no testin' us

I tell her— (Buh)

Why the lil' bitch keep callin' my phone?

Ho, you gotta go (Buh)

You want me, I need your soul (Buh)

She a dub, let that bitch go, ho (Buh)

All this Wock', feel like Jerome

Huh (Buh), hah

[Post-Chorus: Lunchbox]

You try fuck with my crew

Brodie and brodie got heat, better cool out

When you start runnin' shit up

That shit gon' bring the envy and the truth out

[Outro: twentywrld]

Niggas start actin' petty over dumb shit

Niggas was pressin' me over hangin' out with Migo Chanel, like

Why are you worried about shit like that, bro? Like

Why are you worried about little dumb shit like that? Like, that's dumb, like