And now I pack clips like Glaydis with no tips
Nigga, that's mathematics
I got a class on how to make one bird turn in two
Everything is to the good, now I'm living how I wanna
If you broke, come and see me, I got shit for you to do
I can add it up for real, all because of mathematics
That I give mines, with a tape how to grind
Money is up, seven days of the week
The white-man can't fuck with me
Over here we bloodin' and crippin, Hoo banging and dippin'
And a whole bunch of bitches, when I rock the microphone
And if it's funked than my killers
Yeah, nigga this CMR and Hoo-Bangin' for life
I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my mattress
Nigga, don't get it fucked up and its straight nothing
I can add it up for real, all because of mathematics
If money is the root to all evil than I'm {Unverified}
As a kid, even tried to make my lunch my triples
'Cause money don't sleep
Papered up, beyond motherfucker's belief
With my super-bad bitch and my house on the hill
I work for mines, let my work, work for me
And my key to success is thirty-six hard zones
Stack it up, how do you think I bought that first double up?
Let my little B.G.'s run the hood spots
I can add it up for real, all because of mathematics
Nigga, that's mathematics
I ain't the one like I said, I want it all
{Unverified} and that other shit I hustled up, mathematics
I'm legal dog, I got the same Desert Eagle, dog
Call shots, have it ready, soft and rocked
Wheels everywhere and if you ain't bout' that then
I don't mind as long as your one-o, is straight
Over here we bloodin' and crippin, Hoo-Banging and dippin'
See the flames burning in my eyes motherfucker
Went out on the seat and out with all those bitches is me
If I throw a chicken up and that bitch, start flipping
Come to shut down the block
Nigga, that's mathematics
I make money, while I'm sleeping
Nigga, that's mathematics
Nigga, that's money, all this mother fucking ice and chrome
Over here we bloodin' and crippin, Hoo banging and dippin'
Than man, I wouldn't hustle
With my mind on a dub, re-up and stack cabbage
Nigga, that's mathematics
And I'm a walking proof of the signs of mathematics
If I throw a chicken up and that bitch, start flipping
I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my mattress
I, Hoo-Bangang in the streets, Hoo, my company
'Cause if you sleep on it you get these dreams, motherfucker
If I throw a chicken up and that bitch, start flipping
Fuck you in your ass you, hating ass, nigga
And to my people, dog, ya understand?
Money is me, that folding on those switches is me
With enough carrots to feed a whole hood of rabbits
I'ma leave my dent in the game like ripples
Just a whole bunch of bloods and a whole bunch of crips
But mathematics around here and in case you didn't know
Nigga, that's mathematics
A millionaire patrolling the city streets
Nigga, that's mathematics
I don't want shit subtracted, everything added
And like my comrads, time to wake up and ball
I got legal money in my account and dirty money under my mattress
Nigga, that's mathematics
Nigga, that's mathematics
Put some bread on this plate, plus a little rate
I got dope around the world and got some, still on the corner
Three-sixty-five, if you grind than it pays
With my super-bad bitch and my house on the hill
And money is a race on mind, so I'm cheating
I'm a connected shot caller, pure bread baller
That's just how I look at it
I didn't look back for shit, since I hit bird status
Let all my neighborhood, fiends
With my super-bad bitch and my house on the hill
When birds fly out of my hands
I make my ends, my friends buy their work from me
Come to scrap all the pots
All I do is try to make my money, flip like quota-quarters
