Half a Ticket

Love you, Deebaby

Half a ticket and I'm ridin', this shit mine

Half a million, all mine for my kids

I just spent a half a ticket, that's a half a million

Stack it to the ceiling, what that is? That's for my children, **** (Children)

I just spent a half a ticket, that's a half a, uh

Used to ride with half a book, these days, we reading plenty, **** (Plenty)

And I need another call home, do you love me? I don't need your love

Jump in this car, if you touch this oil, sip it till it's done

I never choke when I'm up in smoke, inhale in my lungs

Clutchin' pistols when the L's get took, but toast just 'cause we won ('Cause we won)

You got a half a ticket in jewelry? I can't tell (I can't tell)

And I don't give a fuck 'bout half you ****, I really ain't wishin' 'em well (Wishin' 'em well)

Flushin' a half a book, you flippin' half a bale

And if rappin' don't work out, bitch, I got clientele

Hold it down for me, and I'll blow up her Zelle, yeah (Zelle, yeah)

Brand new crib, brand new car, what you need? What else? (What else?)

I read through her like books, we gon' fuck on a shelf (Fuck on a shelf)

Baby, cook clean right, I might pay for her hair

Back to my ****, we in the South, where? The trap, ugh, the trenches, ****

We in the bank with it, thousands, millions, ****

Okay, enough of this, fuck all this rap shit

A-P-E, yeah, the realest, ****

You gotta cavity, these **** cap shit (Cap shit)

And these **** ain't killin', ****

Bitch, slide on 'em in a fishbowl

Oh, this bitch ain't tinted, ****

All my whips not rented, ****

Paper, now there's plenty, ****

I got money, bae, I'm havin' now

Stay up out my business, ****

They like, "Baby, he done changed up"

Get up out your feelings, **** (Out your feelings, ****)

Yeah, used to live check to check, I'm tryin' to see what's next

She got the best neck, left her on Bissonnet (Bissonnet)

Colombiana baby, she got perky breasts (Breasts)

60 for a show, I can't take none less (None less)

Ten racks for a post in case you tryna flex (Tryna flex)

Bitch, and you can't diss me if you ain't sat inside no private jet (At least one)

Fifty thousand dollars to my nephews and my niece, huh

Malibu oasis, I just fucked her on the beachfront

Make her pussy beatbox, really it tastes like peach punch

I prefer a street box, you know we don't need guns

I ain't the type to jump out of the kitchen when the heat up (The heat up)

Oh, you know everything, tell me, the fuck do you need me for?

Pretty bitches love me, we been kickin' shit like FIFA (Like FIFA)

I know she want smoke, go ahead, baby, roll that leaf up

Baby, kick your feet up, baby, come eat this meat up

I know you ain't ever met a **** cut like me, yeah

Ticket, that's a half a million

Stack it to the ceiling, what that is? That's for my children, **** (Children)

I just spent a half a ticket, that's a half a, uh

Used to ride with half a book, these days, we reading plenty, **** (Plenty)

And I need another call home, do you love me? I don't need your love

Jump in this car, if you touch this oil, sip it till it's done

I never choke when I'm up in smoke, inhale in my lungs

Clutchin' pistols when the L's get took, but toast just 'cause we won ('Cause we won)