Lyrics: Xiangyu Gan
Music: Xiangyu Gan
i’mma smoke that math
that math is a b+tch
your math is a b+tch
my math is my b+tch
your math is my b+tch
everybody math is my b+tch
yeah, let’s get it, let’s get it
yeah, i smoke that calculus
i don’t need no calculator
i don’t need no computer
no notes no curve no professor
yeah, you give da math it will be a murder
i’m really about my sh+t
i be murdering math from day to night
from night from night to the day
all all i get is as
my gpa 8.8
my ti84 shoot these opps
like i’m in the street
I reach in my bag
you don’t know what d f+ck i going to pull out
i sit in the back see your stupid answer
laughing my ass off
they play that npc music when i do math
turn that sheet off
cause i need to feel something when i see math
i’m p+ssed out
eh, you don’t wanna really see me p+ssed out
i got a bag i got da cash
i’m a big dawg
i’m the type of math boy
i’ve been smoking on thеse dead opps
been doing that sheet since three
i don’t еven need a recall
i do my, math drill, math drill, math drill
yeah i blow her back i do her math
her name is rachael
i do my, math drill, math drill, math drill
i do too much math, my mama mad
because my rice cold
yeah yeah yeah yeah, on the news
i see them shooting the opps
i’ll keep doing my math
if you’re forced into that life
brother i’ll show respect
but some of ya drillers
fake as sh+t
i can’t really f+ck with that
say you going to shoot the who who who
can’t even shoot you third grade math
but, i smoke my calculus
i don’t need no calculator
i don’t need no computer
no notes no curve no professor
yeah, i smoke that calculus
i don’t need no calculator
i don’t need no computer
no notes no curve no professor
i do my math drill, math drill, math drill
yeah i blow her back i do her math
her name is rachael
i do my, math drill, math drill, math drill
i do too much math, my mama mad
because my rice cold
robin gan!