Do the Math
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, wow, wow, pew, pew (ay, you know it's Gucci)
Zay, yeah, yeah, burr, burr, burr (get the fuck out the way)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
Kilos stacked up, 30's on my lack-truck
Re-up, half a mil, pills, I'ma vacuum seal
Gucci, truly, life of my movie
Woke up this morning, bought a '08 Dually (well damn)
'07 Charger, SRT bitch (Gucci)
Sittin' on Ashanti's trunk, just beatin'
Dubs just breathin', old folks peekin' (huh)
Somebody bitch gettin' fucked this evening (true)
Gucci got clugs, that's the slang in Cleveland (true)
I'm so gangsta, he so corny
I'm so hood that your bitch got horny (whoa)
Cookin' up a brick 7:30 in the morning (it's Gucci)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
18 bands, I done sold another th-
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
My Yvette burgundy, Hummer snow-white (yeah)
And I bought 'em same day, true story, real life (yeah)
See my right wrist ice me out like a bitch (yeah)
I got so much money, I can ice my clique (yeah)
Put ice on the bitch, put ice on my fists (yeah)
See them diamonds on my rims, that's some million dollar slims (yeah)
I'm a cocaine chef, and I love myself (yeah)
Waitin' on Gucci to fall off, better hold your breath (nah)
'Cause the dunk look 'lear, Malibu look stealth
Got so much money, I'ma ice my belt (well damn)
See my dunk look 'lear, Malibu look stealth (yeah)
Got so much money, I'ma ice my belt (Gucci)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
Call me Pizza Hut 'cause I sell a lot of pies
In the drought, I might get 23 of them guys
23 of them grams? That's a whole lot of mans
See my plug Afghanistan, get my pills from Pakistan (yeah)
Sold a cracker man, got them Graham crackers man (wow)
Green and yellow dunk, it's my Green Bay Packer Van (well damn)
I don't understand, I don't really like the chicks
See, I'm known in the 6 for sellin' all them fuckin' bricks (Gucci)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
Uh, uh, wow, wow, pew, pew (ay, you know it's Gucci)
Zay, yeah, yeah, burr, burr, burr (get the fuck out the way)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
Kilos stacked up, 30's on my lack-truck
Re-up, half a mil, pills, I'ma vacuum seal
Gucci, truly, life of my movie
Woke up this morning, bought a '08 Dually (well damn)
'07 Charger, SRT bitch (Gucci)
Sittin' on Ashanti's trunk, just beatin'
Dubs just breathin', old folks peekin' (huh)
Somebody bitch gettin' fucked this evening (true)
Gucci got clugs, that's the slang in Cleveland (true)
I'm so gangsta, he so corny
I'm so hood that your bitch got horny (whoa)
Cookin' up a brick 7:30 in the morning (it's Gucci)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
18 bands, I done sold another th-
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
My Yvette burgundy, Hummer snow-white (yeah)
And I bought 'em same day, true story, real life (yeah)
See my right wrist ice me out like a bitch (yeah)
I got so much money, I can ice my clique (yeah)
Put ice on the bitch, put ice on my fists (yeah)
See them diamonds on my rims, that's some million dollar slims (yeah)
I'm a cocaine chef, and I love myself (yeah)
Waitin' on Gucci to fall off, better hold your breath (nah)
'Cause the dunk look 'lear, Malibu look stealth
Got so much money, I'ma ice my belt (well damn)
See my dunk look 'lear, Malibu look stealth (yeah)
Got so much money, I'ma ice my belt (Gucci)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
Call me Pizza Hut 'cause I sell a lot of pies
In the drought, I might get 23 of them guys
23 of them grams? That's a whole lot of mans
See my plug Afghanistan, get my pills from Pakistan (yeah)
Sold a cracker man, got them Graham crackers man (wow)
Green and yellow dunk, it's my Green Bay Packer Van (well damn)
I don't understand, I don't really like the chicks
See, I'm known in the 6 for sellin' all them fuckin' bricks (Gucci)
18 bands, I done sold another thing (yeah)
Ten grand cash, that'll get ya 'bout a half (yeah)
Three-point-five, that's a hundred-dollar slab
1300 for a baby, pussy nigga, do the math
Tractor-trailer trucks, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks (whoa)
Got a tractor-trailer truck, and it's full of that mid (wow)
Got a caravan baby, and it's loaded down with bricks, uh
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Writer(s): Radric Davis
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