"Do The Math" lyrics
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
She shaking ass, she gon' throw it back
She gon' drop it fuckin' low for a couple racks
I'ma dunk in her pussy like a nigga Shaq
Run that thang lil' bitch make that ass clap
She want a date a young nigga, that's in his bag
Diamonds wet on my wrist like I took a bath
I'm really him, lil' bitch, I ain't gotta brag
Hundred bands im' the man, you do the math
Shake that ass, lil' bitch, toot it back
Count the cash, lil' bitch, get it bag
Buzz down on my bitch, I got em' mad
Red beam on a chop, laser tag
She called a nigga poppy, but I'm not her dad
She give a nigga sloppy-toppy, I didn't ask
No cap after that, she in my past
After I hit Jimmy Neutron, I got a blast
Swerve the beamer, lil' bitch, run that bag up
Feel the niggas shells, you know I'm finna gas up
Applause, lil' bitch, clap that ass up
Home run, that pussy, I'm finna bat it up
Drop it down, pick it up
Bad bitch, light skin, and she thick as fuck
She gon' hop on my horse like Giddy Up
Ion' fuck with these niggas like I'm Uncle Rus
The way she sack her ass, she got it from her mama
She drive a Kia, friend drive a Honda
I'ma beat the pussy up like a pianta'
She gon' cut the fuckin' ass like a fuckin' chopper
Run that for the gang, I'ma make it rain
I'ma buy her a drink like I'm T-Pain
She'll do anything for them Ben Frank
She gon' give me fuckin' brain while I'm switchin' lanes
I be drippin' on these niggas, hot sauce
All I took is fuckin' bitch, my fault
I be bullin' with this bitch with the top off
Many niggas bitch made, RuPaul
Bitch, I'm in my fuckin' bag, on you goof, balls
And she back that ass up like a U-Haul
Keep a pocket rockin' on me like I'm Chris Paul
Bitch, I'm up now, bitch, I got her pissed off, yeah
She shake her ass, she gon' throw it back
She gon' drop a fuckin' low for a couple racks
I'ma dunk in her pussy like a nigga Shaq
Run that thang lil' bitch make that ass clap
Ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
Ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
She shaking ass, she gon' throw it back
She gon' drop it fuckin' low for a couple racks
I'ma dunk in her pussy like a nigga Shaq
Run that thang lil' bitch make that ass clap
She want a date a young nigga, that's in his bag
Diamonds wet on my wrist like I took a bath
I'm really him, lil' bitch, I ain't gotta brag
Hundred bands im' the man, you do the math
Shake that ass, lil' bitch, toot it back
Count the cash, lil' bitch, get it bag
Buzz down on my bitch, I got em' mad
Red beam on a chop, laser tag
She called a nigga poppy, but I'm not her dad
She give a nigga sloppy-toppy, I didn't ask
No cap after that, she in my past
After I hit Jimmy Neutron, I got a blast
Swerve the beamer, lil' bitch, run that bag up
Feel the niggas shells, you know I'm finna gas up
Applause, lil' bitch, clap that ass up
Home run, that pussy, I'm finna bat it up
Drop it down, pick it up
Bad bitch, light skin, and she thick as fuck
She gon' hop on my horse like Giddy Up
Ion' fuck with these niggas like I'm Uncle Rus
The way she sack her ass, she got it from her mama
She drive a Kia, friend drive a Honda
I'ma beat the pussy up like a pianta'
She gon' cut the fuckin' ass like a fuckin' chopper
Run that for the gang, I'ma make it rain
I'ma buy her a drink like I'm T-Pain
She'll do anything for them Ben Frank
She gon' give me fuckin' brain while I'm switchin' lanes
I be drippin' on these niggas, hot sauce
All I took is fuckin' bitch, my fault
I be bullin' with this bitch with the top off
Many niggas bitch made, RuPaul
Bitch, I'm in my fuckin' bag, on you goof, balls
And she back that ass up like a U-Haul
Keep a pocket rockin' on me like I'm Chris Paul
Bitch, I'm up now, bitch, I got her pissed off, yeah
She shake her ass, she gon' throw it back
She gon' drop a fuckin' low for a couple racks
I'ma dunk in her pussy like a nigga Shaq
Run that thang lil' bitch make that ass clap
Ay, it cost to live like this, you hear me
