"Maths" lyrics
K-Trap & DoRoad Lyrics
Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's set in stone
I know that's why we need 44 flats
.44 long and a .38 too, that's 82 if you're doing the maths
I need .223s or a Draco too
But for now these black bells aim for the hat
I'm sending corn if you're sending subliminals
I know that rap boy and he ain't got the minerals
Give my young boy a bag full of teeth, get rid of all
I ain't picky, any individual
We had 3 in rotty yeah the shotty was rare
I ain't gonna lie, didn't get to use it
I ran through the brick when I hit him with the 2 stick
I left it at Claire's, she's useless
You would've thought I was kidding if you counted my chingings
You know I weren't joking if I said that I smoked him
Scream out glee 'cause your bredrin got ****
I swear this **** coming all potent
Three-car convoy deep on the opp block
Spin that block till the gear box broken
We had to leave the Lotus
Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's set in stone
I know that's why we need 44 flats
.44 long and a .38 too, that's 82 if you're doing the maths
I need .223s or a Draco too
But for now these black bells aim for the hat
Spot 'em, got 'em
Left in the rain, it's rotten
I done it with the handle wobbling
Luger 9 like a Wotsit
Bet he gonna go to the doctors
Broski chef down **** and he phoned me
Said he can hear helicopters
I don't know about new schools
When we do it it's never the usual
Done up **** weren't sure if dropped
Lost now I'm tryna pree it on Google
Delete that search bar, you ain't ever had to pay victim surcharge
Free bro, had the string on the burger
I give it to Pewee he scored with a curler
Richer then all them man they know it
I drop 'em the hammers they know I ain't going
Plug over here, shot it and co it
In Hatton Garden like don't blow it
Chef through the jacket, you better go sew it
Drenching the man that's slowest
Little man, you ain't seen a M10 glowing
Glowing
Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's set in stone
I know that's why we need 44 flats
.44 long and a .38 too, that's 82 if you're doing the maths
I need .223s or a Draco too
But for now these black bells aim for the hat
Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's set in stone
I know that's why we need 44 flats
.44 long and a .38 too, that's 82 if you're doing the maths
I need .223s or a Draco too
But for now these black bells aim for the hat
I'm sending corn if you're sending subliminals
I know that rap boy and he ain't got the minerals
Give my young boy a bag full of teeth, get rid of all
I ain't picky, any individual
We had 3 in rotty yeah the shotty was rare
I ain't gonna lie, didn't get to use it
I ran through the brick when I hit him with the 2 stick
I left it at Claire's, she's useless
You would've thought I was kidding if you counted my chingings
You know I weren't joking if I said that I smoked him
Scream out glee 'cause your bredrin got ****
I swear this **** coming all potent
Three-car convoy deep on the opp block
Spin that block till the gear box broken
We had to leave the Lotus
Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's set in stone
I know that's why we need 44 flats
.44 long and a .38 too, that's 82 if you're doing the maths
I need .223s or a Draco too
But for now these black bells aim for the hat
Spot 'em, got 'em
Left in the rain, it's rotten
I done it with the handle wobbling
Luger 9 like a Wotsit
Bet he gonna go to the doctors
Broski chef down **** and he phoned me
Said he can hear helicopters
I don't know about new schools
When we do it it's never the usual
Done up **** weren't sure if dropped
Lost now I'm tryna pree it on Google
Delete that search bar, you ain't ever had to pay victim surcharge
Free bro, had the string on the burger
I give it to Pewee he scored with a curler
Richer then all them man they know it
I drop 'em the hammers they know I ain't going
Plug over here, shot it and co it
In Hatton Garden like don't blow it
Chef through the jacket, you better go sew it
Drenching the man that's slowest
Little man, you ain't seen a M10 glowing
Glowing
Tell me if you really do road
Tell me if you really do trap
War with the opps, that's set in stone
I know that's why we need 44 flats
.44 long and a .38 too, that's 82 if you're doing the maths
I need .223s or a Draco too
But for now these black bells aim for the hat
Tell me if you really do road
Writer(s): Dyjarn Belle, Devonte Perkins, Nathaniel Odueyingbo
