MATH

Intro

Osama

Yeah

Yeah, uhm, yeah

Chorus

I'm rockin' all Gucci, I'm rockin' Vetamens (yeah)

I told her, "It's nothing," but this not a rental (yeah)

I'm in my bag, but I can't count my hundreds (yeah)

I'm geeked out my mind, I don't know what I'm bummin' (yeah)

Yeah, I know she love me, but she keep frontin' (yeah)

She want some money, she want me to come stunt it (yeah)

Yeah, I'm not average, I'm not even close (yeah)

Yeah, I got options, I'm not even close (yeah)

Yeah, this my lifestyle, yeah, I'm doin' the most

Yeah, she think she got me, yeah, she think I'm her ho', yeah (yeah)

Verse

I just popped a molly, I'm goin' nuts (nuts)

I'm on the Xanny, I can't do drugs (drugs)

Yeah, we goin' up, yeah, I'm goin' up (up)

You talkin' too much, just shut the f- up (uh)

Yeah, I be in the club with my thugs (thugs)

I want the cash, I don't do love (love)

I know she look good, but she a dub (dub)

We stay in the hood, we poppin' up (uh)

Yeah, I'm lookin' for Perc', not Bud (yeah)

They call me Osama, I'm Osama Bin Laden (Osama)

Yeah, she lookin' for Osama, I'm Osama Bin Laden (Osama)

Yeah, I'm geeked, I been in and out of contacts (what?)

I be geekin' too hard, I can't even do math (yah, yah, yah)

I been flexin' too hard, I can't even do math (yah, yah, yah)

I been geeked in the coupe, she can't even do math (yah, yah, yah)

We been flexin' too hard, I can't even do math (yah, yah, yah)

I been geeked in the coupe, she can't even do math (what?)

Yeah, she can't do math (yeah)

Yeah, she can't do math (yeah)

Outro

Yeah, she can't do math (yeah)

Yeah, she can't do math (yeah)

Yeah, she can't do math (yeah)

Yeah, she can, yeah