Pivot Gang - Mathematics lyrics

[Verse 1: Joseph Chilliams] Uh, sit that a** on my face, 'til I look like an orangutan f** them opp n***as, left me hangin' like a candy cane Mathematics, like Einstein in a white jacket (Yeah) More O's than Google searches That a** flat like the earth is [Verse 2: Femdot] Look, mathematics Might hit a stain like it's 2011, I'm with gang and the '07 thing 0-7 James tryna get a ring and I shoot like I'm Stephen, uh Bite on her lips but I'm slippin' in, with a plus one like it's arithmetic Gift it like Christmases and Blitzens And she gave me head longer than Stewie Griffin's is [Verse 3: Saba] Yeah, mathematics Since a young n***a jumpin' on mattress We was in the hood with the madness And now a n***a own it like a patent Yeah, mathematics I'ma go and tat it like a tattle I can take a dollar in the attic Please excuse my dear Aunt Sally [Verse 4: Joseph Chilliams] Ayy, mathematics I was halfway there like the radius Close like Wyclef and Haiti is If I'm not coming you can bet my lady is Mathematics, ghost ride the whip like a hearse I know you tryna f** like a curse R Kelly should'a been in jail, I can merch [Verse 5: Femdot] Yeah, mathematics Throw that a** in the circumference Codeine and rubbers in my luggage And suitcase, just in case you wanna criss cross and get in jumpin' She have opps, so a quick pa** Bring your friend, I bring one too That's a two on two, that's quick math (Quick maths) [Verse 6: Saba] Uh, mathematics Fat ba*tard I'm from Austin, ayy, and have power, ayy Double up, you should all know the way And my skin on exfoliate I was tryna focus on growin' Now my numbers on exponent [Verse 7: Femdot] Actually, I should try this, um Mathematics Might get a check, might cash it Go ahead, deposit, might add it Might as well like bad English Midas touch like gold fingers Midas touch like old Lincoln We might slide to the function She might curve you, you ugly [Verse 8: Saba] Uh, mathematics Name ring a bell, where you live at? I'm a star like Birdman head-tat She come alive in the night like a damn bat I put it all in the pot like a reverent, uh Mr. Burns, excellent I'm shinin' on my variables Ooh, k**em' Terio [Verse 9: Joseph Chilliams & Femdot] k** em' like Mysterio The box too good it's a burial Came through drippin', I'ma f** a princess My real friends call me Ariel New sh** sound like Tha Carter did Choppin' on the net like Vince Carter did Drop the top had to reverse the whip got my man some herb to split and swerve some sh**