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