Accountant Lyrics

They say RickyRick on the way to the paper route

Bitch, I'm getting racks, never seen me a drought

He try to rob me, I whip out, I show what I'm bout

G19 with a 30-leg, this bitch ain't stout

Uh, my bitch too bad, she be poutin

Too many racks, I might need an accountant

She on her knees, tryna catch her a fountain

He ain't talkin' bout racks, I don't like how he sounding

I check on them racks every mornin, I wake up

I'm gettin' fat, I been gettin' my cake up

My girl get compliments, ain't wearin' no makeup

Glock won't jam, if it do, then I'm pickin' that Drac up

I spent some racks on these guns, I won't tuss

Clutchin' my shit in the store, niggas keep actin' sus

Bitch, I'm in the Hemi, I said fuck the bus

Antwan tryna crash out, I said fuck it bust

Broke-ass nigga, keep wearin' the same clothes

Put the beam on his ass and he doin' the same pose

I'm stayin' down, I can't crash for no hoe

Put them racks up, lil' niggas stop flashin' ya dough

Uh

Four in the mornin, I'm racin

Uh, won't spend no money, she basic

Uh, that bitch she drunk, think I'm chasin

I can see racks from a mile away, don't need no lasik

They say RickyRick on the way to the paper route

Bitch, I'm getting racks, never seen me a drought

He try to rob me, I whip out, I show what I'm bout

G19 with a 30-leg, this bitch ain't stout

Uh, my bitch too bad, she be poutin

Too many racks, I might need an accountant

She on her knees, tryna catch her a fountain

He ain't talkin' bout racks, I don't like how he sounding