He was very clever in english science and math
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
You tell me 'one strike,' well, good thing i was never good at math.
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
To rap while cursed by math
Living out of bags
Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.
Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans
He just get her bigger bags
I like my bitches good at math
Why do people have to hate
They fasting they won't leave me ate
You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,
Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan
Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
Pause, the only thing we need for is math and technology,
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