Receipts Lyrics

Got a few people who don't fuck with me

Play with my money then end on a tee

Sipping on wok like a Brit sipping tea

Catch me outside on LSD

Cut bro down like a Minecraft tree

Copping a house don't care bout a lease

Try to stack bread now I eat with the team

Like a springlock suit he don't want the steam

You're song is a blessing if I'm on the beat

I only make bangers I don't need a feat

I'm on these drugs I feel like I'm Yeat

Touching my money and end in defeat

Stand on my money now I'm 6 feet

Stand on my money now he under me

Said he a killer I need the receipts

Thirty on thirty on thirty on thirty

Run up that shit and I did it again

Stay on my grind and I do it again and again, and again, and again

Got a boy jealous he up on the ship and the wave then you know that he meeting his end

If he causing problems with crew then he getting kicked out, I don't wanna do this again

Off of the back of the pack, we never had wack, we never gonna make it a trend

Every night imma pray to the father and son and holly spirit, amen

He snitched to the cop, he a rat why he talk to the feds?

Three bands for my musketeers, they get it done now he is dead

Got a few people who don't fuck with me

Play with my money then end on a tee

Sipping on wok like a Brit sipping tea

Catch me outside on LSD

Cut bro down like a Minecraft tree

Copping a house don't care bout a lease

Try to stack bread now I eat with the team

Like a springlock suit he don't want the steam

You're song is a blessing if I'm on the beat

I only make bangers I don't need a feat

I'm on these drugs I feel like I'm Yeat

Touching my money and end in defeat

Stand on my money now I'm 6 feet

Stand on my money now he under me

Said he a killer I need the receipts