GOLDEN TICKET

La-da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da

La-la, da-da

Yuh

I think all the trauma got the best of me

What I'm doin', it don't make no sense to me

I feel like shit, and the other feeling's ecstasy

I'm fighting everything, I wonder how it's supposed to be

I got all these cars, but nowhere to go

I got all this money, but nobody to show

Hold up, bitch, tell me what you wit' me to get

Since we both bein' honest, I just want me some head

M.I.A., cookin' up a masterpeice

Cookin 'cause I know the fuckin' recipe

Slang dick, hoe, I ain't got no shame to say it

We fucked once, I ain't nut, 'cause you can't even take it

Aww yeah

All these hoes wanna be seen

Aww yeah

I'm over it, go suck the team

Aww yeah, yeah, yeah

Some young **** winnin'

We ain't showin' shit, we just keep shit hidden

None you **** ever heard of bamboo linen

It's a lot of shit you **** don't see, you missing

I don't see myself ever really bein' finished

I ain't coming back till I get it off my hit-list

Every damn day, I just get more fed up

Hate it when they try to tell me I should keep my head up

You **** live in peace, you would never stand a chance

You **** boxed up and you'll never get ransomed

Load up, cock it, blast 'em, blast' em

They scared, they run, we slide, catch 'em

All these boys bitches, so they run for cover

The cover they gon' get is the cover when we pack 'em

I got cloudy vision, sometimes I gotta step back

I brought my family everywhere, I put them in my backpack

They askin' what I did to get me there, you think that I know?

You **** look for any blueprint that you could follow

Switch it up, cheers, we in Monte Carlo

Anything that happens when I'm gone, I'ma find out

Nobody can fool me, you mad, sue me

More money, more problems, that ain't new to me

These bitches all tryna see the man in the flesh

It's me, I done built it all, bare hands

It's me, I got the gold ticket, Willy Wonka

Now I'm runnin' 'round the fuckin' world, tryna conquer

Mi bush in, ina mi khani and mec

Hair plat up mi have on mi visor

Everytime mi go a road mi get wiser

Trash-trasher man dem, t-ttrasher man dem

We job and job and we collect di loot

Lucky this time we didn't shoot, shoot

Now fi split the money, fi all a di crew

D-d-dont give a fuck, do what we have fi do

What do they even have in Monaco

That I can't offer you?

What do these Monacan hoes have?