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direxta - do the math! lyrics
direxta
this sh_t crazy
bag, i run up a bag
bag
hook
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
prince taee verse
aye, f_ck all the fame, i run up a bag!
dripping in spain can’t f_ck with the swag
f_cking these b_tches, not looking at tags
pull up in that lambo, can’t f_ck with the jag
my n_gga tj he came with a pj
don’t ask for no money go f_ck on the dj
got me some pounds and i move them off ebay
lil groupies be buying i pass her to bj hold on
rich rich! playing 2k with a rich b_tch
my n_gga im taxing for this d_ck, yeah
it come with a price for this rich d_ck
my b_tches be bugging i buy hеr some gucci
i tell her im sorry and play with hеr cucci
then have b_tch come slip him a roofie
pull up with that action lets make us a movie
hold on
direxta tell that b_tch give me some nectar
shooting oops leave that boy in a stretcher
you know with the slimes play ball like fetch her
call me a dog, lil b_tch imma perro
play with my gang its on me in full metal
fly as a b_tch with gun & sombrero
play with lil taee, he go bow like a elbow
hold on
hook
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
lil migo verse
do the math! trap house jumping like a gym
pass the ball above the rim
sellin trees like i was timbs
f_cking b_tches out the city
like thugger i count the digits play
and i just hit you fitted cap
and that n_gga just got lifted
play with the dog it’s straight to you me father
don’t even save yourself, don’t even bother
she know im ballin, she keep on just keep calling
stop with the stalking imma keep flossing
yougins and bosses, you know it called me
trap like the 80s, drippen in latest
you wanna show? you gotta pay me!
you wanna be me? stop with the hating
trap outta vacant
i don’t got label
been had money, didn’t need label
now i got 1 going up elevator
im on the rise just steady my grind
you on the shine but waisting your time
i wanna f_ck her but no she ain’t mine!
smoke me a b_tch, she get out of line
d_mn
hook
just call him direxta
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
do the math! do the math! do the math! do the math!
f_ck the fame man i run up a bag
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