My Accountant

[Intro: DJ Drama] True Story First time I started seeing some money Was "Trap or Die" My bank account got so crazy My accountant said Dram you’re gon’ have to pay taxes on these millions Gangsta Grizeels [Verse 1: Jeezy] Louis V Duffle fuck a brief case Thousand hunnids in my pockets yea the blue face 50000 gram still the suitcases All black Prada gloves you know the boots lace Pearl-white ‘rari call it toothpaste Tom Ford on you know the suit place Assets and the cash flow We re-rocking when the cash low Drop a whole bring a half back Whole kitchen fume where yo’ mask at Celinе sweats and some Air Ones Ars with thе big drums [Chorus: Jeezy] One time for the rich shooters Got more chains than the jewelers My accountant lit F&N’s in the Rolls rich gangster shit One time for the rich shooters Got more chains than the jewelers My accountant lit F&N’s in the Rolls rich gangster shit [Verse 2: Jeezy] Break it down buss’ it up Get your scale zip lock it vacuum seal it double up Ain't talkin’ ‘bout Prime when I tell ‘em send a truck Say a prayer for my driver see you there best of luck Cuban shinin' on that black Amiri tee never tucked Black phantom with the stars with a star that’s what’s up I’m in a sergio tacchini ‘cause it match the Lamborghini Makin’ birds disappear like The Great Houdini Lost a mil in Mississipp you can ask We hit up [?] Black Tec cut the check what’s the goal buy a jet Trackhawk or the Vette big chain break your neck [Chorus: Jeezy] One time for the rich shooters Got more chains than the jewelers My accountant lit F&N’s in the Rolls rich gangster shit One time for the rich shooters Got more chains than the jewelers My accountant lit F&N’s in the Rolls rich gangster shit [Outro: DJ Drama] You know these eight figure checks I still feel like a intern Haha