math math math

By Robin Gan

Released on September 5, 2025

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[Intro]

Yeah, Robin Gan, yeah-ah

Yeah (Ayy, wuski)

Yeah, yeah (Yeah)

(Ayy)


[Pre-Chorus]

Math, yeah I do that math

Yeah, I count that rack

I put .40 in that man

Yeah, I put that on the gang

Yeah, yeah I count that rack

All— , all my money dance

Yeah, I trapping all the bands

Yeah, I trapping all the math


[Chorus]

Yeah, I see shawty bad, I eat her cat, cat, cat

Yeah, when I see an opp, I go bang, bang, bang

Yeah, see me gettin' rich, chigga mad, mad, mad

Yeah, they don't know who I am, I am Gan, Gan, Gan


[Verse 1]

Yeah, I been doing math in the apartment (Yeah, yeah)

She said she got cake, that's just a muffin (Yeah, yeah)

She ain't got that shit, she should bartend (Yeah, yeah)

Then she mad at me for no reason, yeah

Bitches looking fine but they demon, yeah

I focus balling e-every season, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah I got racks on racks, I ain't dreaming, yeah (Yeah)

I be stacking bread your chigga pity, yeah


[Bridge]

She ain't doing math she no keeper

Yeah, she got a new man but I'm better yeah

I got all the racks I don't need her

I—, I hate all you bitch-ass chigger


[Pre-Chorus]

Math, yeah I do that math

Yeah, I count that rack

I put .40 in that man

Yeah, I put that on the gang

Yeah, yeah I count that rack

All— , all my money dance

Yeah, I trapping all the bands

Yeah, I trapping all the math


[Chorus]

Yeah, I see shawty bad, I eat her cat, cat, cat

Yeah, when I see an opp, I go bang, bang, bang

Yeah, see me gettin' rich, chigga mad, mad, mad

Yeah, they don't know who I am, I am Gan, Gan, Gan


[Verse 2]

I got your bitch she be chill in my bed

I collecting hoes, we be vibing

Beating out the huzz, feel like Tyson

I ain't Uzi but they call me Myron

I got chigga they be talking my name

I turn all the haters into silence

I turn your bitch into my bitch

This is my thing, give a fuck 'bout you chinks


[Bridge]

Give a fuck 'bout back then, I was mad tense

Nothing make sense, why the chigga biting?

I was nine-ten, swerving in the black Benz

Smashin' bitches backend, playing her like Madden


[Pre-Chorus]

Math, yeah I do that math

Yeah, I count that rack

I put forty in that man

Yeah, I put that on the gang

Yeah, yeah I count that rack

All— , all my money dance

Yeah, I trapping all the bands

Yeah, I trapping all the math


[Chorus]

Yeah, I see shawty bad, I eat her cat, cat, cat

Yeah, when I see an opp, I go bang, bang, bang

Yeah, see me gettin' rich, chigga mad, mad, mad

Yeah, they don't know who I am, I am Gan, Gan, Gan