(Yup)

[Chorus]
Add it up, these racks they stackin' up
I don't know how you boys mad at us (Yup)
We addin' the cabbage up
If I'm in the club, it better go crazy
Even when that shit packed as fuck
Jumpin' on couches, we by the mountains
We smokin' that louder stuff

[Verse 1: Na-kel]
Damn, how many shoes you got under your belt, Nak?
Turn to her with the addy up
I don't feel like shit yet (Yup)
Grow bigger, bring my family up
Skate boyfriends, now you at the Grammys
[?] tryna buy my own mansion
Don't be mad 'cause I'm talented
And I'm hungry, mix breakfast, lunch

Check the watch
Clock said to me, "time to pop"
Like at first, I wasn't trippin' 'bout no guap
But now I'm thirsty
Me, young Nak with the Nas
We do a show in Paris
Me and, [?] on the mosh pit
Turn up when I while I'm here and the skate just sound like profit
Just came with that bag 'cause me and Mikey flying private
Choose your schools be private
No Uber, private driver
Meetin' bout the green under you, please pass me that driver

That's a golf course, stupid
Shout out to 30 (Haley)
Backwood roller behind my ear I forgot I even wrote this
Imma spark this shit after today has served it's purpose
That's what all these bags in
If that is not a hundred, then it's not a bag then
Then I just go, "give it to me," get up off my ass then
Show [corpa?] what's happening

[Chorus]
Add it up, these racks they stackin' up
I don't know how you boys mad at us
We addin' the cabbage up
If I'm in the club, it better go crazy
Even when that shit packed as fuck
Jumpin' on couches, we by the mountains (Yup)
We smokin' that louder stuff
[Verse 2: ENWHYTJ]
Add it up, all of my n***as be countin' bucks
I walk in the club and they handing me bottles and blunts but Imma just pass it up
My n***as be wildin' we turn up on stage, we hop in the crowd and start actin' up
I'm young and I'm reckless, flexing, AMG coupe can't fuck with no Lexus
On me a bag, Imma have to collect it
Ten for a show or I need me a necklace
If it ain't icing, it's gonna get hectic
Call on my jeweler like, "Yo, come and check this"
Post on my block, and not talkin' no Tetris
N***as steal swag but the never give credit
If it was static, I'm gonna address it
Dropped out of school, wonder will I regret it

(Little bitch!)

[Chorus]
Add it up, these racks they stackin' up
I don't know how you boys mad at us
We addin' the cabbage up
If I'm in the club, it better go crazy
Even when that shit packed as fuck
Jumpin' on couches, we by the mountains (Yup)
We smokin' that louder stuff