This is a song about "Fuckin numbers"

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Proportions of the profit, runnin' numbers in a circle,

People wonder at the numbers of hordes

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

The deadliest set of mcs wrecking necks and getting checks with several numbers"

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

In numbers as her body decomposed.

Adding up these numbers like a fuckin mathematician,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

In the house, holla back

Numbers don't i see that?