So Fuckin Blessed Songtext

Bunny N Clyde up in the mall
I'ma stack my pockets tall
I'm with my twin and we gettin' these racks like yeah

Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah" (David)

Getting these racks like here, there
She tell me she near
Ask her, like where?
It don't matter what you wear
'Cause I'ma rip it off, tear
She think I care, I'm not Care Bear
Care Bear slippers in the cut with my baby
Say cheese, finna flick you up while she do fellatio
Why this bitch think that I care about her ratio?
She like, "David, why you wear the same clothes?"
Probably baby 'cause I do not care
I'm a scary guy, my boo got scared Movin' illegal, my moves not fair
SFB, so fruity boys, I'm so fuckin' blessed
I won't put that fucking S on my chest, no
That bitch is a squirrel the way she only wanna be fed nuts
Like why you check the score? The game is over and I'm ten up (David)

SFB, so fruity boys, I'm so fuckin' blessed
I won't put that fucking S on my chest, no
S-SFB, so fruity boys, I'm so fuckin' blessed
I won't put that fucking S on my chest, no (Jack)

Huh, baby, I can't be a hero today, no
Uh, I don't care if there's people to save, ah
I'm not new to this shit, you can't eat off my plate, oh
Money comin' in and out of my fuckin' PayPal
I know they watchin' the way that I move, so play up, oh
I put a bag on your head, that shit go way up
Yeah, tell your girl get out my DMs, I'm bae'd up
I'm with David around the table sayin' prayers

I'm so fuckin' blessed
New baby, I'm in my glo
Blessed up like a synagogue
Got racks up in the vault
I'm so fuckin' blessed
Bunny N Clyde up in the mall
I'ma stack my pockets tall
I'm with my twin and we gettin' these racks like yeah

Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"