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jay critch - do the math lyrics

[intro: rich the kid]
huh
the diamond way
you know what i’m sayin’
you know them diamonds ain’t real boy
she with the sh-t though

[hook: rich the kid]
i know she with the sh-t
i got a diamond wrist
white madonna bricks
and i might blind your b-tch
i look at your diamonds and laugh
i need a rihanna motherf-cker, she bad
i just be doin’ the math
i put that sh-t on the dash
i know she with the sh-t
i got a diamond wrist
white madonna bricks
and i might blind your b-tch
i look at your diamonds and laugh
i need a rihanna motherf-cker, she bad
i just be doin’ the math
i put that sh-t on the dash

[verse 1: jay critch]
new designer sh-t
diamonds on me might blind a b-tch
now you can’t find your b-tch
sucking me up, i might sign a b-tch
i need water on the wrist, that’s super cold
sh-t look like the glacier
i poured water on my b-tch, i hit it twice
f-ck around and erase her
n-ggas sitting on the bench
rich forever ball out like the pacers
got a new b-tch then replace her
lot of purple, n-gga play for the lakers
you a lame urkel boy, go get your cake up
bad b-tch, i’ma f-ck up her makeup
bad b-tch, she just came from jamaica
for that cash cliques, have you meeting your maker
hey, new designer sh-t
red bottoms when i step on the gas
fetty monster got these b-tches mad
f-ck instagram, getting instant cash
hey, hood fav had to hop in my bag
was on the block, had to hop in the lab
rode the bus, had to hop in the jag

[verse 2: rich the kid]
i’m in the back
more cash, f-ck a price tag
give me top in the coupe
two foreigns, gotta lift up the roof
f-ck what they think
they was sleeping, i was all in the bank
i might make her faint
still leanin’ on the pints of the drank
she with the sh-t, i f-ck her sister
suck on my d-ck but you kissed her
boy you a shrimp
bought the masi, dropped the top like a temp
diamond wrist now, i might take your b-tch now
hollywood, i hold my wrist out the whip now
gotta bolt, this a ghost
my b-tch say i do the most
keep the money extra close
they only hating ‘cause they broke
i might take her to the trap again
my diamonds they straight from the africans
she look like rihanna, she with the sh-t
i’m flexing around with the baddest b-tch

- jay critch lyrics

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