The Regime - Do The Math lyrics

(Intro) You do the math, you do the math You do the math, you do the math (Verse) 4 thou on the wrist, 500 for the jeans 6K for the dragon chain swinging in the breeze 20-40 in the bag, 500 in the D Just cop 20 bricks shipped, them about my chi I just blew 3 stacks on my bottom b**h Not because I’mma trip but because she make me rich Don’t believe me? pay and see how good she s** yo dick Bet you’ll be back when you’re tryna spend some mo chips There’s 22 Asatis on that new whim Many things hit the 7, call them shoes mike vic Kenny Clutch told me Vegas is 1000 a night I’ve been here for 2 weeks, I hope you count any ride sponsored links Load up on the Stanton ho, she threw it on the seat 10 big face hunds, now she ridin with me Open ran up for a week, man that sh** didn’t last Man that ho was certified but her DNA was fam (Hook) I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast You laugh and do the math You do the math, you do the math I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast Do the math, you do the math You do the math, you do the math (Verse) Look, 3 that Gucci shades, 5 for the Gucci belt Gucci shoes, Louie one tray from the top shelf Throw it in the bag, you can add it up yoself Aston Martin, black perm, I paint, lookin like a stealth Black diamond chain, Johnny Dane on call And yo Jane came from the middle of the mall Platinum plaques on a wall, yea that’s how I ball Model broad riding on my dick like she on the hall Dog, I used to ride the SL YSL on my belt like an ex snail Real trap star, pyrex in the free scale Sendin 20 pack in box like a text mail n***a, I pull more strings than Tarzan Know everything online, call that broadband From them packs to the double stack, go and fish You n***as just flossin, I’m bossin (Hook) I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast You laugh and do the math You do the math, you do the math I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast Do the math, you do the math You do the math, you do the math (Verse) Big rims on the way, Kenny on the pay Kush in the blunt, slurp in the drink 3 trap houses, I’m talkin bout cake Lurk my n***a chop black, I’m talkin bout dank 91 octane in the gas tank 2 chain mane, nah, 3 chain gang Maje got gwapo, call him no dinero 2 snow bunnies on the blade on Ferrell n***a I’m a boy, pocket full of money Hard top pop off the veil when it’s sunny Bounce off the whim, Gucci on a fee I’m sittin on bu*ter, blowin kush OG Try to hit it up, better count it fast You don’t really know, I got a lot of cash Talkin bout paper, I can’t get out of this Bringing ain’t 30 days, n***a do the math (Hook) I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast You laugh and do the math You do the math, you do the math I said I’m all about my paper, I’m so about my cash You can try to add it up but you better count it fast Do the math, you do the math You do the math, you do the math