Do the Math

It's cold in here

Tell them I need it in cash, I need it fast
Run it up, run it up AH, hurting my calves
Louie on me with the rafs, baby do the math
Really think he haha with me, I just gotta laugh
Tell them I need it in cash, I need it fast
Run it up, run it up AH, hurting my calves
Louie on me with the rafs, baby do the math
Really think he haha with me, I just gotta laugh

I just ran off with his pack yea cuz that boy he as
I just went inside the store and walked out with some raf
I don't care bout spending money it always come back
I hear all that shit you say when you facing my back
I brought all my dogs my dogs they ready to attack
I don't mean applause when I tell you you could get clapped
Pow pow pow pow pow bitch nigga get down and get back
I don't check the tag baby throw it in the bag
I'm the type of nigga that would lay you on yo ass
I would probably take your fucking bitch if she was bad
Chanel that's all on my tag yea
Gucci that's all on my tag yea
She want me buy her a bag yea
I can't say no when she ask yea
I'm hypnotized by her ass yea
I'm getting straight to the cash yea
She gimme neck till I pass out
I'm balling hard like its last down
Pay me my money in cash now
Got my glock i will not back down
She laugh at you you a class clown
I'm so ahead of my class now
Smacking the cash on her ass now
She love me don't love her back now
Walking outside with some racks now
Walking outside with a mac and I'm letting it fly at a nigga who act out
Run and get hit in your back now
Run up I'm putting my gun up and pushing the front of your head to the back now

Tell them I need it in cash, I need it fast
Run it up, run it up AH, hurting my calves
Louie on me with the rafs, baby do the math
Really think he haha with me, I just gotta laugh
Tell them I need it in cash, I need it fast
Run it up, run it up AH, hurting my calves
Louie on me with the rafs, baby do the math
Really think he haha with me, I just gotta laugh



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Writer(s): Jamal Richards
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