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Andrew Eisman - Sore Lyrics

I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
Oh God
Oh my God I don't want to count no more
Call up my accountant I can't take no more

I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
Oh my God I don't want to count no more
Call up my accountant I can't take no more

Flying on a private jet
Counting up that check again
Paper paper paper like an essay
That ain't Mexican
Been around the world
Once or twice I ain't flexing dude
Got the juice
And I got the cheese
Like some Lunchables
On the road like Michelin
Goonies got the pistol in
Shawty off a pill again
Want the d like Michigan
Aw mane get it
What you saying
Ima hustler
Been around the city
Boy you better get your dollars up
I'm in the whip nigga
You keep the dip nigga
Like a fat kid I'm here for all the chips nigga
Fat free but pockets on sick nigga
One hundred to a billy that's a flip nigga
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
Oh God
Oh my God I don't want to count no more
Call up my accountant I can't take no more

I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
Oh my God I don't want to count no more
Call up my accountant I can't take no more

When it come to getting money
I'm something like a connoisseur
Counting hella bills
Til my fingers feeling kinda sore
How you trying to jack
Have you ever seen a 9 before
Trust me
You'll be off the Earth like dinosaurs
Spit a different flow
I got similes and metaphors
Coming with a 16 the masses isn't ready for
Fuck a job
Raps the only thing I'm working for
I'm only after green
So I gotta be a herbivore
Money is a word
I know you never heard before
We seen ya lifestyle
We ain't talking bout ya condom drawer
Say you getting money
We noticed that you dirty poor
Tryna be fresh
Stress got you looking 44
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
Oh God
Oh my God I don't want to count no more
Call up my accountant I can't take no more

I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
I be
Thumbing through a check til my finger sore
Oh my God I don't want to count no more
Call up my accountant I can't take no more