Album Cover Mathematical Disrespect

Mathematical Disrespect

Lil Mabu

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Like, most of y′all rappers is signed to the streets

Only deal that you took was a plea

Mabu get money, while he pee

Shoutout my label, that's me

I own 100% of my cuts

Bitch, nobody takin′ a fee

Three point one four one five nine two six five three

I'm the king N.Y.C

I heard they sent my music to police

So, this is a message to NYPD

I cap in my raps, I'm an innocent tweep

Keep a teddy bear when I sleep

I′m rappin′ the words but they write it for me

Me? I'm all about keepin′ the peace

I mean, at least I get payed

'Cause a lot of these rappers be cappin′ for free

They call me the "Ock", I got the bread

She chopped, but said, "Can I bring a friend?"

Never, never, never!

I guess she forgot the bev', like

Two five′s don't equal a ten

Quick math, don't try it again

She shaped like a turtle, or a hen

Her makeup is fucked, she don′t know how to blend

Make her do Wordle

She need to have brains if she givin′ out head

Call her Virgil

'Cause the way she be blowin′ shit got me dead, ha-ha

Shawty got Arctan

I wanna intersect her circle

She like, "Mabu, I like purple"

So I blew her back out and I left her on read

Get it? 'Cause, blue and red equals purple

So I blew her back out and I left her on read

Don′t let that go over your head

One thot, two thot, three thot, four

They all put their knees on the floor

Kisha, Becky, Sophie, Zoe

Textin' me, beggin′ for more

Blockin' that bitch if she callin' me, "Bro"

If you my dog, then chew on my bone

Woof, woof

Lil Mabu the king at switchin′ the flow

To all my competition dig a grave, dig a grave

I invested money in myself and it payed

I can′t take a break 'til

Mabu is a household name