Algebra

[Intro: Kwengface & Fizzler]
Gra', bap, phwoa
Wet it
Wet it season
Oi, look
My slime!

[Chorus]
Look
They tried dash, catch 'em
They're chickens, wrap 'em
I'm way too good with the math, addin' O's and Z's, that's algebra trappin'
She feels my energy and pattern pattern
She wants to boogie like lavish
Arch it, blow her back in
Then it's back to the wrappin'
They tried dash, catch 'em
They're chickens, wrap 'em
I'm way too good with the math adding O's and Z's that's algebra trappin'
She feels my energy and pattern pattern
She wants to boogie like lavish
Arch it, blow her back in
Then it's back to the wrappin'

[Verse 1: Fizzler]
I didn't get no hope so I turned to a grinder (lets go)
After a long day of work, I put some weed in me like a grinder
No uniform I'm in jugging attire
Me and D5 be in front like riders (out ere)
Got stripes like Gucci sliders
See a opp, pass me the lighter
I mean someone pass me the fire (ayo pass it)
Nuff times it be cool for the nine ain't dancing shoes when it goes tap tap
They say I'm different with the wrap
Fam you don't know what I done for the wrap (you don't know)
I made my own animal farm
Filled it up with green and cats (ergh)
No music just boys with bands
Then the feds did a sweep on gang (free my bros)
You don't know what I seen in my life
I was 16 weren't seeing no sex, see a cat do his last pipe (ergh)
Now she want my P and D
I-I ain't gotta play with white (I dont)
We ching them when they cross the line
They don't wanna get caught offside (ey ching him, ey ching him)

[Chorus]
Look
They tried dash, catch 'em
They're chickens, wrap 'em
I'm way too good with the math, addin' O's and Z's, that's algebra trappin'
She feels my energy and pattern pattern
She wants to boogie like lavish
Arch it, blow her back in
Then it's back to the wrappin'
They tried dash, catch 'em
They're chickens, wrap 'em
I'm way too good with the math adding O's and Z's that's algebra trappin'
She feels my energy and pattern pattern
She wants to boogie like lavish
Arch it, blow her back in
Then it's back to the wrappin'

[Verse 2: Kwengface]
Tried dash, catch 'em (get em)
They're chickens, peri (skrr)
If you don't wanna bang and you don't wanna trap, get served like a deli (get oppy)
MP baby when I got lazy I used to put my stick in Kelly (true)
It's the deepest speaks when I jump on the riddim
Me and Fizz parked on Shelly, Ave (oi)
In OT I moved any, cats (oi)
I don't really fuck with many, man (oi oi)
Two sticks and a ride, man's doing up twix
No chis, no way of getting shelly on gang (gang)
Mans been bored in Pecks, bored in pecs
Bored on the opp block too (low it)
Mans been bored both sides of his face (low it)
Now mans doing up peek-a-boo

[Chorus]
Look
They tried dash, catch 'em
They're chickens, wrap 'em
I'm way too good with the math, addin' O's and Z's, that's algebra trappin'
She feels my energy and pattern pattern
She wants to boogie like lavish
Arch it, blow her back in
Then it's back to the wrappin'
They tried dash, catch 'em
They're chickens, wrap 'em
I'm way too good with the math adding O's and Z's that's algebra trappin'
She feels my energy and pattern pattern
She wants to boogie like lavish
Arch it, blow her back in
Then it's back to the wrappin'