Ticket

Don’t tell me bout your business

Don’t give a fuck you run your mouth you talk just like them bitches

I had to turn up by myself at least I handle business

That bossman shit you know I’m all about a ticket

That off brand shit lil bro gon’ die in fake Givenchy

I’m always switching different bitches why the fuck I’m picky

I would’ve gave that boy a pass but he gon’ say I’m pussy

You seen that boy without you’re mask then why the fuck you pull it

Dummy rookie, ridin’ with this fully

Smokin’ cookie leave you flat out ooshing

Cross me wish you wouldn’t

Pussy boy be talkin’ gangsta bitch I know you ain’t no bully

Catch him bad den we go bang, like your daddy get this whoopin’

My bitch so ratchet and she boujee

Can’t play none of my **** like they coochie

Why you fakin’ why you out here hatin’

Pull up leave him stankin’ smoking 2X got me lookin’ asain

My bitch so fine Jamaican, beat ha back yunno dat Imma break it

She can’t even take it,

I cross him out then I call Ms. Stacy you gon’ be her favorite

Slidin’ with choppas can’t flee no more

Head in his phone can’t tweak no more

300 black out see no more

What it is lil hoe I mean lil bro

Get in the kitchen I whip some more

Go get in them cars we spin some more

Go spend on their block we kill some more

Boy you know a young **** in love with that dope

Don’t tell me bout your business

Don’t give a fuck you run your mouth you talk just like them bitches

I had to turn up by myself at least I handle business

That bossman shit you know I’m all about a ticket

That off brand shit lil bro gon’ die in fake Givenchy

I’m always switching different bitches why the fuck I’m picky

I would’ve gave that boy a pass but he gon’ say I’m pussy

You seen that boy without you’re mask then why the fuck you pull it

Dummy rookie ridin with this fully