Lil Mabu – MATHEMATICAL DISRESPECT Lyrics

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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
Shout out my label, that’s me
I own a hundred percent of my cuts
Bitch, nobody takin’ a fee
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I’m the king of NYC

I heard they send 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 paid ’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 fives 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
Haha, 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

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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 they knees on the floor
Keisha, 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 paid
I can’t take a break ’til Mabu is a household name

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