Sid Shyne – Do the Math

Do the Math Lyrics

data-lyrics-container=”true” class=”Lyrics__Container-sc-1ynbvzw-6 jYfhrf”>

Intro

Run up on foe, then you dead again
Run up on foe, then you dead again

Hook

Still the body Benz, watch me stack it up
You could do the math, add it then subtract it up
In the A I do the dash, nigga ain’t no catching us
SRT we moving fast, nigga ain’t no catching up
You say that you moving cash, nigga it ain’t adding up
I remember middle school, niggas used to laugh at us
Only one that’s getting to it, nigga this the last of us
Fuck them body’s through a bag, then I tell em bag it up
Still the body Benz, watch me stack it up
You could do the math, add it then subtract it up
In the A I do the dash, nigga ain’t no catching us
SRT we moving fast, nigga ain’t no catching up
You say that you moving cash, nigga it ain’t adding up
I remember middle school, niggas used to laugh at us
Only one that’s getting to it, nigga this the last of us
Fuck them body’s through a bag, then I tell em bag it up
data-primis-player=”true” class=”InreadContainer__Container-sc-19040w5-0 evprUq PrimisPlayer__InreadContainer-sc-1tvdtf7-0 juOVWZ”> class=”PrimisPlayer__Container-sc-1tvdtf7-1 csMTdh”>

Bridge

You ain’t getting cash, know why they bad enough
You ain’t getting cash, know why they bad enough
You ain’t getting cash, know why they bad enough
You ain’t getting cash, know why they bad enough

Verse

Bro just poured a 4, said he dead again
She gon’ call my phone, she on read again
Two bands for these jeans, bitch these Vetements
Bro gon’ roll a G cuz he a veteran
You be what you sold but what you benefit?
Angel watch my soul because I’m heaven sent

?

on the coat we put a dent in him
Bro came with some hoes, okay let him in
I put the city on my back just like a letterman
Me and money, foe I swear that that’s a synonym
Bands on me can’t fold nigga imma fit it in
3K for the clothes nigga I ain’t fitting in

Hook

Still the body Benz, watch me stack it up
You could do the math, add it then subtract it up
In the A I do the dash, nigga ain’t no catching us
SRT we moving fast, nigga ain’t no catching up
You say that you moving cash, nigga it ain’t adding up
I remember middle school, niggas used to laugh at us
Only one that’s getting to it, nigga this the last of us
Fuck them body’s through a bag, then I tell em bag it up
Still the body Benz, watch me stack it up
You could do the math, add it then subtract it up
In the A I do the dash, nigga ain’t no catching us
SRT we moving fast, nigga ain’t no catching up
You say that you moving cash, nigga it ain’t adding up
I remember middle school, niggas used to laugh at us
Only one that’s getting to it, nigga this the last of us
Fuck them body’s through a bag, then I tell em bag it up