This is a song about "Account"

Cause joeyy alexx hill got hella money in the bank account

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Got a stack of ones and a a lack of funds in an account, you ain't even know it,

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

We rap for pink slips, loser deletes their account

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out

Account the amount we are paid

I'm dreaming to be great

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

But the fucking bank account, any any any amount

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

And delete your rappad account, and i'll set u free to play and run aghit i'm done

My account hacked, bullied, wrists that still bleed, yet i'm still here.

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

I'll diss you all, make you delete your account,

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out