Top Songs By Pivot Gang
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Pivot Gang
Leadgesang
Joseph Chilliams
Leadgesang
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Leadgesang
Saba
Leadgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
femdot.
Songwriter:in
Jerrel Chandler
Songwriter:in
Dylan Frank
Songwriter:in
Tahj Malik Chandler
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh, sit that ass on my face
Till I look like an orangutan
Fuck them opp ****
Left me hangin' like a candy cane
Mathematics
Like Einstein in a white jacket (Yeah)
More O's that Google searches
That ass flat the earth is
[Verse 2]
Look, mathematics
Might hit a stain like it's 2011
I'm with gang in a O-Seven thing
O-Seven James
Tryna get a ring in this shit like I'm Stephen
Uh, bite on her lips, but I'm slippin' in
With a plus one, like it's a arithmetic
Gifted like Christmases and Blitzens
You gave me head longer than Stewie Griffin's is
[Verse 3]
Yeah, mathematics
Since a young **** jumpin' on a mattress
We was in the hood with the madness
And now a **** own it like a patent
Yeah, mathematics
I'ma go and tat it like a tattle
I can take a dollar in the attic
Please excuse my dear Aunt Sally
[Verse 4]
Ay, mathematics
I was halfway there like the radius
Close like Wyclef and Haiti is
If I'm not comin', you can bet my lady is
Mathematics
Ghost ride the whip like a hearse
I know you tryna fuck like a curse
R Kelly should'a been in jail, I can merch
[Verse 5]
Yeah, mathematics
Throw that ass in the circumference
Codeine rubbers in my luggage
And suitcase, just in case you wanna criss cross
And get it jumpin'
She hit option like a quick pass
Bring yo friend, I'll bring one too
That's a two on two, that's quick math
[Verse 6]
Uh, mathematics
Fat bastard
I'm from Austin, ay
And have power, ay
Double up, you should all know the way
And my skin on exfoliate
I was tryna focus on growin'
Now my numbers on exponent
[Verse 7]
Actually, I'ma try this, um
Mathematics
Might get a check, might cash it
Go ahead and deposit, might add it
Mine as well, like bad english
Midas touch like gold fingers
Midas touch like old Lincoln
We might slide to the function
She might curve you, you ugly
[Verse 8]
Uh, mathematics
Name ring bells, where you live at
I'm a star like Birdman head-tat
She come alive in the night like a damn bat
I put it all in the pot like a reverend
Uh, Mr. Burns, excellent
I'm shinin' on my variables
Ooh, kill 'em, Terio
[Verse 9]
Kill 'em like Mysterio
The box too good, it's a burial
Came through drippin', I'm a fuckin' princess
My real friends call me Ariel
[Verse 10]
New shit sound like Tha Carter did
Choppin' on the net like Vince Carter did
Drop the top had to inverse the whip
Give my man some herb to split and swerve some shit
Written by: Dylan Frank, Jerrel Chandler, Tahj Malik Chandler, femdot.