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stereotype - rubberband accountant lyrics

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[chorus]
walk up in this b-tch like what up feeling like a plummer always gon be one up if i’m at the function it be popping boy i cut up not tryina save these bees i just gotta get my

[verse]
i make boxes outcha cut corners you suckas always poppin pills never got what the doc ordered

im never square ‘less the talks over and never scared only thing you have that pops soda

i get em high off my baking but it’s not soda force to wreckon wit but not yoda

swerve on n-gg-s merc a n-gg- but i’m not boba 10 steps ahead never caught coasting

been getting paper since the pager days
(90 what?)
ran the town before amazing race
(n-gg- what?)
safe way before school i was flipping hot cheetohs err’day but sh-t i made some change n-gg-

guess i’m still a left brain n-gg- but my pen a burner ya i left brains wit it

know i’m praying for these prey n-gg-s

so sweet think you shoulda brought some crepes witcha

hope you sporty cuz i’m tight in clutch please excuse these nuggets boy you know i got the midas touch

get em high ya i light em up got no time for losers if you feel me get your lighters up

[bridge]
they say don’t talk about it be about it
attack the bush i never beat around it
no foreign whips but when i’m done i’m audi
still counting rubberband accountant

[chorus]
walk up in this b-tch like what up
feelin’ like a plummer always gon be 1up
if i’m at the function it be poppin ya i cut up not tryin’a save these bees i just gotta get my buzz up

[hook]
you saying plenty put your money where your mouth is you’ve said plenty put your money where your mouth is

[verse]
never set trippin i check n-gg-s and next b-tches bang my chest in here i bless rhythms i’m bread winner

head splitter i’m dexter with it
i finesse so just respect that i’m drexler wit it

we getting money fast ya we bout that action
i lit this beat so i could schmoney dance on the ashes

use tracks for punching bags dressed in something black i’m professor when it come to cl-ss you should study jack

i used to say i was blessed, now i got some proof you can ask about me no lie they finally found the truth
you n-gg-s stuck in the trap i’m just p-ssing through p-ssing you rake in the pot all i had were deuces

ya i hold it down but i’m no toothpick
they slipping on me like morning gr-ss you know i dew this

big leagues now i’m in they mouth go on and chew b-tch see i was gifted this life these b-tches choosing

me snoozing never that call me the director because that’s a wrap see
i’m more krueger than scissorhands don’t fall asleep i murder dreams and weaker minds get hacked

[bridge]
they say don’t talk about it be about it
attack the bush i never beat around it
no foreign whips but when i’m done i’m audi
still counting rubberband accountant

[chorus]
walk up in this b-tch like what up
feelin’ like a plummer always gon be 1up
if i’m at the function it be poppin ya i cut up not tryina save these bees i just gotta get my buzz up

[hook]
you sayin plenty put your money where your mouth is you’ve said plenty put your money where your mouth is

[verse]
i’m out for stream now i see the envy new orleans when he rebound why these n-gg-s getting petty when they b’s bounce getting plenty what my team bout ready never be slouch

reppin for the streets now i climbed up out the pit n-gg-s wouldn’t float me so i found my own niche

no license still whippin bottles spillin stepped it up to 25 percent tippin

[bridge]
they say don’t talk about it be about it
attack the bush i never beat around it
no foreign whips but when i’m done i’m audi
still counting rubberband accountant

[chorus]
walk up in this b-tch like what up
feelin’ like a plummer always gon be 1up
if i’m at the function it be poppin ya i cut up not tryina save these bees i just gotta get my buzz up

[hook]
you sayin plenty put your money where your mouth is you’ve said plenty put your money where your mouth is

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