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theycallmejeff - bad at math lyrics

[intro]
(jeff, what the f+ck are you doing?)

[verse]
b+tch i’m dumb as f+ck (dumb)
i cannot do math (no)
how do you subtract? (huh?)
how the f+ck you add? (huh?)
would you take the picture and you subtract my d+mn bag (okay, okay)
bust until the pandemic is what you f+ckin’ add (oh)
everything is good, though, i don’t wish no bad (no i don’t)
i texted your number, but you ain’t hit me back (what the f+ck?)
if you got a new one, then you coulda told me that (coulda)
i don’t got much fruit left, might have to cut back on the slack (yuh)
i had enough of that, i need to snoop, break no tobacco (no tobacco)
this right here is og, but no no no, it ain’t maco (og maco)
whiskey in my hand, bottoms up ’til i go whacko (whacko, whacko)
drinkin’ ’til i’m swimmin’ with the fishes, holy mackerel (glub glub glub)
got some problems, but i’m too lazy to face ’em (uh+huh)
i had some dreams, but i got too lazy to chase ’em
smoke reefer, breath is lunchin’ than uh, all these strings, i tase ’em (yeah, yeah)
and my master bring ’em to me, that’s my transportation stable
sirens comin’ through my blinds, you know i had to block ’em (ugh)
i come alive in the dark night, i just might move to gotham (move to gotham)
i’ve been away for a few days, the hours pass, i watch ’em (uh)
i just keep (uh) rotting my brain, oh dear lord, somebody stop ’em (please stop me)
i need some help, it’s just i’m too afraid to ask (too afraid)
so i found solace at the bottom of a flask (hip hip hooray)
now i feel incredible, yeah b+tch, shots up the dash (uh+huh, okay)
keep my eyes berry red, i look just like the flash (okay)
always fell asleep in school, got z’s in every class
f+ck around and roll a blunt with my f+cking hall pass (hahaha)
my present and my future might be f+cked up from my past (oh sh+t)
i might be in a pickle, d+mn i feel like bubble bass (f+ck, f+ck)
i might cause a forest fire, burnin’ trees and grass (hoo)
smokin’ medicine, i think i got it from the mash (from the huh?)
hour with myself, i’m bleedin’ out, patch up my gash (uh)
make sure i’m not sober, if this breath will be my last (make sure)
i think i think too much, i tell my brain to stop, stop (stop, stop)
i used to think i’d be okay, but i’m not, not (not)
my life became the piff, i watched it drop, drop, drop, drop
tryna jump these hurdles, watch me hop, hop, hop, hop (hop hop)
[outro]
(jeff, what the f+ck are you doing?)

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