Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay
Where they force us to learn a chapter of math a day
Does a stripper love to shake that ass
I am a storm so do the math.
Your on the wrong path,you minus me equals garbage thats strong math
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas
I'm a #scientist scoping in my meth lab, skip #math,
Math wasn't my best, guessed on all of my test, felt it all in my chest.
Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed
Keep doing this kinda shit, youll see what happens next, after math.
She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash
Doing freestyle battles and writin' rhymes up in math class,
With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass
With a little bit of passion
Knocked out in the lunch in
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