Lyrics $$$ ACCOUNT - Layth

Swear I'm geeking hard as fuck
Yeah crodie turn me up
Yeah I don't really give no fucks
(Yeah I don't really give no fucks)
Yeah I already made it up
Just like my bank account
New money
I already told you that I'm off today
Went MIA wanted to be famous and lost a way
I realized that its all not for one
And I don't really trust them
I made it way too far to be a memory
Commiserate but you don't really trust me

Top boy
Sippin' the crown out the bag
I'm a hot boy
We in the back with Gina
We got light poles
Handing Ls in your hood
I'm a block boy
Block boy
Block boy

You know me, yeah
You know me not
Why-Why-W-Why you not part of the plot
You're a real stepper
Yeah oh my god
Do you want all of my time
(Cause I really don't have much given that I'm doing 9-9)
Fine, fine, fine
But I double back so much it should be a crime
Yeah you know I say it half way
When I start to speak in double time
Max IRA- I must be balling

Lil baby you're too geeked for your own-
I got pieces on hold
And I got freak shit at home
I do this weekly I know
Can you crack the code
I know you're trying to ball
Maybe I wasn't as cool as I thought

Top boy
Sippin' the crown out the bag
I'm a hot boy
We in the back with Gina
We got light poles
Handing Ls in your hood I'm a block boy
But what do I know