Blue$$$

If you ain't counting blues then why you counting
The blues is the only thing I'm counting
Distribution it done gave me my allowance
Before I blow it let me call up my accountant
I got the blues blues blues blues blues
Subtle flexer y'all won't know I got the bag
I got the blues blues blues blues blues
Run it up won't take my foot up off the gas
I got the blues blues blues blues
You know how I'm coming
Blues blues blues blues
Give it all or nothing
Big stacks
Big stacks big stacks
Big racks
Getting money

Just did a show in Cincinnati
Then I went down to Kentucky
Going right back to the 'natti
Staying booked and getting money
Get back to the crib I made it safe
Walk up to my safe
Locking up the road money
I don't really use the bank
I love to see the money stack
That's why I'm working like a slave
Going state to state on every stage I'm tryna make a play
I don't need a breather man we back in
I need deposits upfront and the overs on the back end

If you ain't counting blues then why you counting
The blues is the only thing I'm counting
Distribution it done gave me my allowance
Before I blow it let me call up my accountant
I got the blues blues blues blues blues
Subtle flexer y'all won't know I got the bag
I got the blues blues blues blues blues
Run it up won't take my foot up off the gas
I got the blues blues blues blues
You know how I'm coming
Blues blues blues blues
Give it all or nothing
Big stacks
Big stacks big stacks
Big racks
Getting money



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Johnson
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