Ticket 2 Lyrics

Said he wanna fight, but he chattin' Word to my dead I star blitzin' like Madden

Hop in the V and I'm lookin' for action Million views, that's a lot of reactions

Spinnin' they block n', I'm lookin' for static oh thats a new dead opp better pass it

Walk in the spot and I'm totin' my ratchet Bitch, I've been drippin', I'm towin' in fashion

Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?

Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk in the spot, see that I'm drippin

Bitch, if I'm talkin', you better listen Movin' too oppy, tote on a smithin

Jack got pressed, cuz, I'm standin' on business not on probation, get flamed like some chicken

Like, bro, had died, start wavin my pipe Runnin' your mouth, now you runnin' up flights

Talkin' on bro, now you losin' your life Got knocked out why he wanna fight?

Kid he a bitch, treat hit him like a dyke 40 gon' bark, just wait till it bite

Walkin' around with the poke, just might Makin' amends when he said its on sight

Robbed by your friends, damn, that's sad And you're still friends, he was beatin' your ass

If that was me, then I'm spinnin' right back Get to the facts, it's deeper than rap

Chill with the guys, then get robbed Robbed for like 50, you dirty and popped

If that was me, I'd start bendin' Like, all of the cop got a stop

Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?

Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk in the spot, see that I'm drippin

Bitch, if I'm talkin', you better listen Movin' too oppy, tote on a smithin

Jack got pressed, cuz, I'm standin' on business not on probation, get flamed like some chicken

Oh, he wanna act like a shooter Act like you don't know my bop

Up first, but I'm lettin' it flock Don't duck when I'm lettin' off shots

Thotty, I got a fuck her and pass her,

Why would I trust in a thot

Like, he goin' home, that's a miracle

I'm, I'm bout to show what my G'll do

If I'm strapped, why the fuck I be fearin' you? I'm oppy, I got my G if, it's three of you

When you run into me, why do you keep duckin'? In person, aint never do nothin

Fuck that smut', and I'm smokin' on pumpkin Peanut, ain't doin' nothin

Know that I'm frail so I'm totin on somethin' Push up and I bet Imma dump it

How you gon talk, got rocked like a bitch EveryoneK, I'm tryna love like Six

We gon' pull up and start dumpin' a clip

Go kuu, I'm sayin' this, bitch

Opp bitches gettin it to

Yo, you know what I do How was you fuckin' and dissin in school?

Wait till the day when I run into coop

Jack got, pressed, he ain't know how to move a fan said', I wanna be you

Can't wait till I run into Eyes closed, can't see when I boom

And we know he pussy Know I'm still smokin' on

He was just jackin' my shit, now he hate now? He was just tryna be cool

Stop all the buggin I'm really the ticket, who really bendin? Who really spinnin?

Still on that shit, see how I'm livin' Walk in the spot, see that I'm drippin

Bitch, if I'm talkin', you better listen Movin' too oppy, tote on a smithin

Jack got pressed, cuz, I'm standin' on business not on probation, get flamed like some chicken