David Shawty & Yungster Jack
So Fuckin Blessed
[Intro]
Stupid fruity swag
Stupid fruity swag
Fruity, fruity swag, swag
Yungster Jack

[Chorus: Yungster Jack]
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

[Post-Chorus: Yungster Jack]
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah" (David)

[Verse 1: David Shawty]
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)
[Bridge: David Shawty]
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)

[Verse 2: Yungster 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

[Chorus: Yungster Jack]
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
[Post-Chorus: Yungster Jack]
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"
Getting these racks like, "Yeah"