
Whole Ticket Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Ooh, let's get it
D-D-Damn, Manchu, what you have to do him like that
Thumbin' through blue hunnids, got my fingers crampin
Blew a whole ticket, nigga, could've bought a mansion
Strip club rainin', got bitches dancin
Diamonds get the flashin', 42 with the sparkles
Ooh, lit this bitch up
4TF chop, I'm addicted to the blues
That lil' shit you bragging on , we been ran through
Buddy made a statement, now his ass on the news
I just snatched off an Vette, I pulled up to a check
I get big backends, bitch, I'm feelin' like I'm Brett
Throw the pack far, ooh, gotta go and catch it
Got dog in the whip, she finna go and fetch it
Ooh, yeah, bring them pros back
Big chomp in the U-Haul, bringin' bowls back
Get to throwin' racks anywhere, bitch, fuck yo' cash app
Buddy don't like to work, hell nah, it ain't no cash back
Showin' from six feet, call it social distance
Brazilian bitch from overseas, I let her count the pensions
Givenchy on her tee, Prada all the denim
Tattoos on her sleeve, hit her from the back
Told her she ain't even gotta cut the lights on
Big chop, big pendant, bitch, I got my ice on
We was fucked up, ooh, ain't no lookin' back
Got the bag and got stingy, hell nah, I can't fuck it lack
AR in the car, good shit get risky
Keep the two nines, nigga, I got big blickies
Nigga talkin' shit, put it on his head
Yeah, get him in his spot, get him in his bed
Money bring problems, I'm in the deep end with the goons
Call me Chop Phelps, nigga, hit the block with the brooms
Street sweepers, yeah, I'm hangin' with them creepers
Big 4.5, turn a nigga into Jeepers
Fifteen blue strips, I just blew that on some sneakers
Daytona smashing out, I'm in the whip with a eater
Every time I bust a playa, it's 30-40 racks
A quarter ticket road running ,put us on the map
Runtz and money in my jeans, stuff it in a mat
Make some thousands out the trap, need a platinum plaque
My life like a movie, nigga, action packed
Poppin' out the sky with stick, bitch, I'm Action Jack
Pull up on your block quick, here, scratch the cat
Plug, set that roll, we gon' stretch the dog
With some made men, come and stretch your balls
See this pendant on my neck and my dab is false
Now that boy coffin' closed if he throw the cross
First place, everybody thinkin' that we lost
Play the field, niggas don't wanna see you win
I'ma take my jewelry off and go and spend a spend