TICKET Lyrics

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Dollaz

I ain't never hear a bitch say that dollaz was her op

Say who block gettin' spent, come to woodhull they gon' pop

Bitches rappers on the internet be runnin' to the cops

Niggas shooters on the gram, when it's beef wont up the chop

I'm good on my block

Keep a glizzy with me, I ain't talkin' bout no props

Keep a hitter with me, play with me, you gon' get popped

If a nigga run up, I call three, he let off shots

Rap beef I ain't into that, see her just might get her whacked

I'm the baby mama that go harder cause I really rap

Pull up with the baddies, with the ratchets, get your shit snatched

All my bitches savages, boy, you can't get your shit back

All this money on me, bitch, I'm lookin' like a ticket

I can't love a nigga unless his name is Smith & Wesson

If you broke, sell that cat, you know dollaz always pimpin'

Take a nigga last dollar, bitch, you know I'm never simpin'

I ain't never hear a bitch say that dollaz was her opp

Say who block, gettin' spent, come to woodhull they gon' pop

Bitches rappers on the internet be runnin' to the cops

Niggas shooters on the gram, when it's beef won't up the chop

I'm good on my block

Keep a glizzy with me, I ain't talkin' bout no props

Keep a hitter with me, play with me, you gon' get popped

If a nigga run up, I call three, he let off shots