Accountant

Yeah yea
Turn me up a lil bit
Yeah
There we go
Ah ah yeah

Aye

I'm in the back of the party, I look to my left
Shawty slumped over think she need a rest I hit the za til I
I hit the za feel it all in my chest
Run it up run it up run it up run it Ran up so much think
I need an accountant I fell in love with the benji blue hunnits

I fell in love with the money, that lil bitch think she love me
I know that bitch do not love me
I do not think nothin of it
Ballin, hard
Feel like Brittney Spears, the star
Got crack like Whitney
Yeah, Molly Bars
Perks got plenty come and get you some (Get you some)

Now we off the casa migos take 2 shots I sip back to me casa we go
Oh no, here we go (Oh no here we go)
Perk got me faded (Perks got me faded)
Movin off the pills and shawty (Shawty) sedated
Yeah my mind racing got me chasing henny
Facing coke on the counter she face it
(Coke on the counter) perks on the counter I'm wasted
My mind racing got me chasing Henny
Facing coke on the counter she face it
(Coke on the counter) Perks on the counter I waste it
My mind racing got me chasing Henny
Facing coke on the counter she face it
(Coke on the counter) perks on the counter I'm wasted

Damn I'm wasted Damn I'm wasted
(Coke on the counter she face it)



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Writer(s): Tyeshawn Reidy
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