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mam freestyle - black birdie lyrics

[verse]
if one plus one equals two, n*gga (n*gga, n*gga)
and if two plus two equals four, n*gga (n*gga, n*gga)
then tell me what the f*ck is this?
out here f*ckin’ with a b*tch
ain’t no other way to put it, you a wh0re n*gga (n*gga, n*gga)
i don’t got the time of day to be worried ’bout you
or who you steady f*ckin’ on the down low
but i’ll give you fifteen minutes to come pack your sh*t
get up out this b*tch, finna sleep in your truck
bed, spread, n*gga i ain’t stressin’
you was unloyal while i’m winnin’, getting bread (getting bread, b*tch)
and tell me just exactly how you f*cked up
when you bagged me, i had the both of us lucked up (lucked up)
stalkin’ all my pages, bettеr remain nameless
say my career floppin’, watch mе, i’ma get too famous
i’ll be the type of b*tch that jealous hoes can’t hang with
i’ll be the type of b*tch that all these n*ggas wanna bang, b*tch
don’t be worried ’bout me ’cause my phone stay blasted
takin’ off my shoes like i’m outside trappin’
you got me f*cked up if you think i’ll let you back in
better add it up ’cause the math ain’t mathin’
yeah, this sh*t ain’t mathin’ (this sh*t ain’t mathin’)
i got vocals but you know i be rappin’ (you know i be rappin’)
d*ck game got me in bed, nappin’ (yawn)
pen got jokes, ha, knee slappin’
[outro]
yeah, this sh*t ain’t mathin’
yeah, this sh*t ain’t mathin’
yeah, this sh*t ain’t mathin’

- black birdie lyrics

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