Hard to understand like I'm algebra
Algebra
What plus 4 is N that's that caliber
Caliber
22 for him won't you tell him bruh?
Tell him bruh
He won't make the ends like Mcknight
Ain't a Mcknight
Give me their address I make it right
I get tired of this shit
Make it right
Make it right
Turn it up a notch
Make the barrel hot
Now she on my crotch
While I'm at your mama's spot
Woke up on a mission
They went missing
Ammunition like it's competition
I was itchin' for the trigger
But I needed something bigger like
RPG
My rocket
RPG
My rocket
RPG
When I'm done
Feel like John Cena can't see me
Where he go?
Can't see me
Where he go?
Can't see me
In the dark
In the shadows dressed in all black
Watch how you act
Hard to understand like I'm algebra
Algebra
What plus 4 is N that's that caliber
Caliber
22 for him won't you tell him bruh?
Tell him bruh
He won't make the ends like Mcknight
Ain't a Mcknight
Give me their address I make it right
I get tired of this shit
Make it right
Make it right
Diet Sushi - Algebracalibur Lyrics
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English
Hard to understand like I'm algebra
Algebra
What plus 4 is N that's that caliber
Caliber
22 for him won't you tell him bruh?
Tell him bruh
He won't make the ends like Mcknight
Ain't a Mcknight
Give me their address I make it right
I get tired of this shit
Make it right
Make it right
Turn it up a notch
Make the barrel hot
Now she on my crotch
While I'm at your mama's spot
Woke up on a mission
They went missing
Ammunition like it's competition
I was itchin' for the trigger
But I needed something bigger like
RPG
My rocket
RPG
My rocket
RPG
When I'm done
Feel like John Cena can't see me
Where he go?
Can't see me
Where he go?
Can't see me
In the dark
In the shadows dressed in all black
Watch how you act
Hard to understand like I'm algebra
Algebra
What plus 4 is N that's that caliber
Caliber
22 for him won't you tell him bruh?
Tell him bruh
He won't make the ends like Mcknight
Ain't a Mcknight
Give me their address I make it right
I get tired of this shit
Make it right
Make it right
Algebra
What plus 4 is N that's that caliber
Caliber
22 for him won't you tell him bruh?
Tell him bruh
He won't make the ends like Mcknight
Ain't a Mcknight
Give me their address I make it right
I get tired of this shit
Make it right
Make it right
Turn it up a notch
Make the barrel hot
Now she on my crotch
While I'm at your mama's spot
Woke up on a mission
They went missing
Ammunition like it's competition
I was itchin' for the trigger
But I needed something bigger like
RPG
My rocket
RPG
My rocket
RPG
When I'm done
Feel like John Cena can't see me
Where he go?
Can't see me
Where he go?
Can't see me
In the dark
In the shadows dressed in all black
Watch how you act
Hard to understand like I'm algebra
Algebra
What plus 4 is N that's that caliber
Caliber
22 for him won't you tell him bruh?
Tell him bruh
He won't make the ends like Mcknight
Ain't a Mcknight
Give me their address I make it right
I get tired of this shit
Make it right
Make it right
Writer: C. J.
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