Ihatejulian, Teddy Blow - I'm Too Grateful (feat. GUN40)

He made his bitch block me on IG cause he insecure
I'm counting up these racks, watching re-runs of Insecure
Can't remember shit, my lifestyle is a blur
You trying to get over pain? Then money is the cure
Speaking of Insecure, shoutout to Issa Rae
I hate small talk, don't hit me if it ain't a play
I'm living day to day, switching bitches, bae to bae
Private flights from Tampa to San Fran, Bay to Bay
I'm feeling cool today, ice under the crewneck
You was flying JetBlue, I was on a blue jet
Teddy hit my line and he said Ju I got the new jwet
Verified way before IG gave me the blue check
Running them racks up tall, Yao Ming yea
I put forty pointers on her, bought her Celine yea
I put a bitch in her place, anybody really coulda been her replacement
Stacking them racks up tall tall, I flooded the AP
I got all types of exotic foreigns on my team, and they tasteful
We keep all types of different flavors on the scene, they could replace you
You gotta have you a bag to play with these hoes, I'm too playful
I ain't got no time for insecurities, I'm too grateful
You got to know your place girl, If you playin' for keeps
I spend a check on your body, send her right back to the streets
I blow racks on racks dog, I flood these streets
Putting up lawyer fees, I'm fucking this bitch with ease
I'm backing out Bentley keys, so watch how you talk to a G
I still slide with the stick, up that pole and blitz
Too many niggas claim they gangsta, I fucked they bitch
I done ran my racks up twice dog I'm going rich
Running them racks up tall, Yao Ming yea
I put forty pointers on her, bought her Celine yea
I put a bitch in her place, anybody really coulda been her replacement
Stacking them racks up tall tall, I flooded the AP
I got all types of exotic foreigns on my team, and they tasteful
We keep all types of different flavors on the scene, they could replace you
You gotta have you a bag to play with these hoes, I'm too playful
I ain't got no time for insecurities, I'm too grateful
I advise you not to play wit me, I'm the wrong nigga
Bitches be picky as fuck, still pick the wrong nigga
That's why I can't trust a bitch, or trust her judgement
Still can't trust these niggas they be on that fuck shit
I got them racks and then I hit on Louis V
See baby I'm no trick but I can put you in Celine
So you say that you adore her, best to go Dior her
Or you finna lose her, cause she want a baller
That money stacking up she see the cheese
Bad bitch can get a key, introduce her to the real, now she hate them fucking fleas
All these niggas they be cap, tell your nigga he can leave
I just showed her how to ball, got her trading, switching teams
Running them racks up tall, Yao Ming yea
I put forty pointers on her, bought her Celine yea
I put a bitch in her place, anybody really coulda been her replacement
Stacking them racks up tall tall, I flooded the AP
I got all types of exotic foreigns on my team, and they tasteful
We keep all types of different flavors on the scene, they could replace you
You gotta have you a bag to play with these hoes, I'm too playful
I ain't got no time for insecurities, I'm too grateful

Written by:
Joey Little, Julian Hanlan

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