Mathematician/BlackOut

The car doesn't have an ignition The broads in the passenger kissing The frauds in the back and they wishing The Glock got the option of switching You sposed to pop at the opp and the witness You are watching a mathematician We just broke down the slabs in the kitchen Told lil bro don't go back on a mission Took a gold one and wrapped up the jimmy I just broke up her back in some minutes If you broke don't come back kus you finished If you told don't come back kus we killin' They say Big Ol' Backdoor he a villain It was scars on my back and they itching We don't call it a cat it's a kitty I'm not arguing back with these bitches I won't talk bout no rats or no snitches You know Big Ol' Back back and it's business When I seen him he turned back to Christian Once you gone can't come back for that dissing Just like No Limit Wet ima drench em Take her soul give it back ima pimp her And them percocets fuck with my mental And the score gone be up when we enter Ayy, he just stole a new rental You would think he was 4PF ain't a? And like Father forgive us the sinners And I took his lil bitch out to dinner Dolly White I would give you my liver Really running shit Principal Skinner We got one hundred some guns ona sprinter Choppa go dun dun dun and he dinner The car doesn't have an ignition The broads in the passenger kissing The frauds in the back and they wishing The Glock got the option of switching You sposed to pop at the opp and the witness You are watching a mathematician We just broke down the slabs in the kitchen Told lil bro don't go back on a mission I had to make sure the door get open From the top of the charts in the trap house When these perky's get popped then he black out Get the top kick her out she got bad mouth They say I hate C4 so they mad now They say they hate the CEO too Is they hating on Mr. 4 too They must not like it when Backdoor come thru It's not one hundred k in the mattress it's two And my hands getting dirty and bloody I'm working You know they perpetrated, betraying and purpin' I coulda shot em but it wasn't worth it Found Big Backdoor wave and surfed it Wrapped up his head with a turban Then we wrapped up his head like a turban How the fuck you don't got no pape it's disturbing 22 Caddy truck this not Excursion Ayy Ayy excuse me Why you say that you love me, you use me You don't do nothing but beat and abuse me Say you love me and leave me confuse me Off the top she said she was gone choose me All the feelings shìt deep in the music They told me bout the sweep ima lose it Say you dig this shit deep nigga prove it And my neighborhood Karen and Susan Put your boots on and lace up your shoes and He ain't want it he making excuses You ain't part of this shit then you useless Drinking twenty five cent on the juices Bank account look like fifty Raspucha's Fuck a bitch like Taraji I'm Lucius Don't go live it'll leak this exclusive I had to make sure the door get open From the top of the charts in the trap house When these perky's get popped then he black out Get the top kick her out she got bad mouth They say I hate C4 so they mad now They say they hate the CEO too Is they hating on Mr. 4 too They must not like it when Backdoor come thru It's not one hundred k in the mattress it's two