​plato’s closet quinn

[Intro]
I'm good with numbers, accountant
Got a stick, got a gun, get around quick
I'm go— I'm good with numbers, accountant
Got a stick, got a gun, get around quick
My bank acc—
Clever, you took a swipe at me with a kunai
Oh, that's a scary face
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh (#NOVAGANG)

[Verse]
Money, I want it, fifties and hundreds
Bodies, we droppin', you say so, I'm on it
The case closed, we won it, Plato I'm movin'
Draco abusin', Draco, I use it
You isn't 'bout what you say in your music
Don't leave the house, you just sit on the couch, you ain't gettin' no money
Take it with a grain of salt, but you funny
Step in line if you want something from me
On and on, on and on, on and on
What you want? What you need? Do you love me?
Do you put anyone else above me?
All the time, mad about something
How many times can I tеll you, I'm done, bit'?
I wake up and keep being a dumb bitch
Oppеrs, they see me and run quick
Coppers, I see 'em, I'm duckin'
I wake up, get this dough like it's Dunkin'
Ask if she wanna know, I doubt it
Whinin' and poutin'
Don't wan' go, man, I'm screamin' and shoutin'
What's the move? Gotta get me in town quick
Never catch me with a down bitch
You can't catch me, tryna count it
I'm good with numbers, accountant
Got a stick, got a gun, get around quick
My bank account is arousin'
Always need over a thousand