Receipts

Sometimes I think about this life like I don't need no friends

I swear I seen a lot of niggas change for this cheese

I'm trying to let this off my chest I got a lot of shit to say

You can swipe on any visa card now we laughing to the bank

Don't care about a price when you swipe you don't need a receipt

Paraphernalia in the passenger seat not over the counter it's sealed

I beat up my chest like I'm king kong

Smoke gelato my eyes are like ching chong

Do it myself I don't need no assist

My youngin be sliding you know he get pissed

Took me a while but I ran up the digits

Jump in the back of suburban it's a black suburban