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Odds ain't in my favor
(Uh, uh) , I count it, calculator (Ban)
You ain't on shit, ho, I'll see you later
(For real) really see you never
(Bye) , I
This is for all my fine smart girls
1+1 equals you and me honeybun
That's that calculator love that's that calculator love
Divide my world let me
Shit's not addin' up
I think my calculator's broken
I'm not meant for love
I'm not meant for love
Shit's not addin' up (ooh)
I think my
plug trust wit' my wrist game
Fuck a calculator, I got wrist game
Built a house wit' cocaine wit' my wrist game
I just bought a Bentley wit' my wrist
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
You know I count on beats
Plus I trap on bitch
Get your calculator, nigga
Listen to the street
You know I jugg on beats
I feel that's the beat
But
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
Quit talkin' numbers, calculator
Quit talkin' numbers, at you haters
That's a three, talkin' numbers, n-n-numbers
That's a three, talkin' numbers,
divide
Crunch the numbers
Derive
Calculator
Ain't nothin' greater
Ain't an imitator
Calculator
Calculator
My number generator
And manipulator
Calculator
Bank account fi a count
Bank account fi a count
Mi account fi a count
Calculator crash cyah count the amount
Bank account fi a count
Bank account fi
I don't need a calculator
To know I'm gonna see you later
And I don't need a secretary
To tell me you are very very
Plush!
I don't need
you is a workout
'Cause I know that this won’t work out
She’s a calculator, she said call me later
But in her eyes I’m just a number
Thinking about you
shit ain't knew you us you feel me ?
It's TGT shit
Gang
I'm doing numbers like a calculator
I gave ya bitch the tip like a waiter
Young nigga snappin'
Count up the breesh no calculator
Getting money these niggas hating
Tombstone call me the undertaker
She like how i show off demonstration
Kill
Calculate my every move this calculators just for you
Our relationship is arithmetic and I'm solving our equation
Calculate my every move this calculators
Calculate my every move this calculators just for you
Our relationship is arithmetic and I'm solving our equation
Calculate my every move this calculators
Oh my gosh Tanner!
OMG, OMG, I just landed a new piece
Calculator on my wrist
It make my wrist look like it's freeze
OMG, OMG, on my wrist I'm
itchin' for that paper
My fingers, they itchin', they itchin' for that paper
I'm riding round the city and I got my calculator
I'm a mothafuckin' monster
Dem don carry calculator
Don carry calculator
Dem wan know how we dey take chop
Dem don dey calcu, calcu, calcu
(Run)
Dem wan, dem wan
Sitting in my couch
Admiring the scene
I blast off over seven acres
To watch those men clean
Then I remember
My calculator
Sitting on my end table
niggas yeah dem carry paper no be mouth (no be mouth!)
Middle finger to my haters no be mouth (no be mouth!)
Doing numbers like a calculator, no be mouth,
I'm the operator
With my pocket calculator
I'm the operator
With my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
I'm the operator
With my pocket calculator
I'm the operator
With my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
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