Lyrics Hey buddies that I grew up with All straight laced and married up now You ain't foolin' me, wasn't long ago We tore the roof off that one red light town And hey darling sipping that red wine All classy kicked back on the couch You smile and I see you shootin' tequila Or shuttin' them college bars down And no matter how much time goes by And no matter how much we grow up For worse or for better, from now 'til forever I'll always remember you young Hey babies crawling on the carpet No, you won't be that little for long One day you'll move away but you're still gonna stay This innocent after you're gone 'Cause no matter how much time goes by And no matter how much you grow up For worse or for better, from now 'til forever I'll always remember you young Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, I hope when we get to heaven He looks at us all like we're kids Shameless and painless and...
[Chorus]
My accountant told me
I need to slow down my spending (Wow)
Told him shut the fuck up
Got a million that's pending
Nigga big bag, big racks (Cash)
DDG did that (Bitch)
Run up get clapped (Yeah)
Too rich I'm strapped
My accountant told me
I need to slow down my spending (Nuh-uh)
Told him shut the fuck up
Got a million that's pending
Nigga big bag, big racks (Boom, Boom)
DDG did that (Yuh)
Run up get clapped (Okay)
Too rich I'm strapped
[Verse 1]
Big racks (Yeah)
Henny no six pack (Yeah)
I make it right back (Yeah, Back)
Come get your bitch back (Bitch)
She Stealing my kick back (Back)
She ate me like big mac (Mac)
I hit for 20 minutes, I call it quick tap (Tap, Tap)
Beamer and Wagon for transport (Yuh)
Louie my bag no Jansport (Yuh)
First class at the airport (Woah)
Middle of the ocean my resort (Woah)
She see my family, won't leave me (Yuh)
She in Her feelings, No Kiki (Okay)
Got her man Spinning like CD (Okay)
I got her dripping like Fiji (Bitch)
[Chorus]
My accountant told me
I need to slow down my spending (Bitch)
Told him shut the fuck up
Got a million that's pending
Nigga big bag, big racks (Big Racks)
DDG did that (Okay)
Run up get clapped (Yeah)
Too rich I'm strapped
My accountant told me
I need to slow down my spending (Okay)
Told him shut the fuck up
Got a million that's pending
Nigga big bag, big racks (Yeah)
DDG did that (Yeah)
Run up get clapped (Okay)
Too rich I'm strapped (Yuh)
[Verse 2]
There is money to be making
Ain't no babies in the making
My pullout game is amazing
All this money I've been chasing
Got the million in my savings
It makes since for you to hate it
Cause you flex on gram and fake it
Bitches level nigga face it
I Got hoes now (Yeah)
I'm on road now (Yeah)
I'm too cold now (Yeah)
Tour sold out (Bitch)
I Got hoes now (Yeah)
I'm on road now (Yeah)
I'm too cold now (Yeah)
Tour sold out (Yeah)
[Chorus]
My accountant told me
I need to slow down my spending (Wow, Wow)
Told him shut the fuck up
Got a million that's pending
Nigga big bag, big racks (Yeah)
DDG did that (Okay)
Run up get clapped (Mm-hm)
Too rich I'm strapped
My accountant told me
I need to slow down my spending (Nuh-uh)
Told him shut the fuck up
Got a million that's pending
Nigga big bag, big racks (Splash)
DDG did that (Yeah)
Run up get clapped (Okay)
Too rich I'm strapped (Bow)
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