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Accountant
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Accountant was released on September 7, 2024 by EL!A$ as a part of the album So Slept On
September 7, 2024
LabelEL!A$
LanguageEnglish
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Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
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Lyrics

So much drip on me I look like a fountain
Dodging these obstacles climbing these mountains
Counting these racks, I’m just like an accountant
These **** broke, be hating and frowning
Get fly on these **** just like Peter Pan
You turned you back on me so no second chance
My money be twerking, yea that shit dance
Bet on myself don’t need no advance
Don’t need no advance I don’t need a deal
Just bought a new car automobile
You play my money, I’ll shoot Bradley beal
Don’t care bout the fake cuz I keep it real
Got so much motion I don’t gotta stress, I’m throwing ones now she get undressed
Thank god everyday a **** is blessed my haters be sad, always depressed
Why you calling my phone lil shawdy is pressed, we fuck in the bed we making a mess
Always walk on the beat swear I got some finesse, watch me ball on these **** I play for the Nets
The last bar was cap don’t play in NBA, she wanna ride me she work at the MVA
Chasing these racks I get it with no delay, she a gold digger you need to stay away
My pockets got bigger what shoes ima cop today
These **** be average, shawdy 21 and she a savage, stay with some green on me cabbage
I’m not your man don’t want your baggage, yea yea I’m not tryna settle down
My flow like water you might drown, might fuck your daughter in H-Town
Sing to your girl just like Chris Brown, ain’t know my name she know me now
So much drip on me I look like a fountain
Dodging these obstacles climbing these mountains
Counting these racks, I’m just like an accountant
These **** broke, be hating and frowning
Get fly on these **** just like Peter Pan
You turned you back on me so no second chance
My money be twerking, yea that shit dance
Bet on myself don’t need no advance
Don’t need no advance I don’t need a deal
Just bought a new car automobile
You play my money, I’ll shoot Bradley beal
Don’t care bout the fake cuz I keep it real
Got so much motion I don’t gotta stress, I’m throwing ones now she get undressed
Thank god everyday a **** is blessed my haters be sad, always depressed
Why you calling my phone lil shawdy is pressed, we fuck in the bed we making a mess
Always walk on the beat swear I got some finesse, watch me ball on these **** I play for the Nets
Written by: George Harrell
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