Touch a Ticket
Yeen my wodie
No sense in actin like ya know me
I aint heavy on forgiveness
I'm tryna touch a Ticket
Swang the weed wacker
If I feel lil homie hissin
Bastard rather see me in the shackles
Whats the number on it?
Dont ask for my reefer
These niggas ass backwards
Hate to see me spreading my wings
Who gettin that cash faster?
Really want be part of the team
Thats why I laugh at em
Dawg down the road on a bid
So ima cashapp em
Stick and move
Try to leave silly niggas in last chapter
Break thru screws shake loose
I take one and make two
From slangin that iron to slangin ounces
I done did it
Bitch im in my prime
Im wit that really nigga really
No love for these Bitches
They bone pickin
S4 Audi
I'm bout to get some Dome in it
Pray on my demise
gone be waitin a long minute
Ion want no smoke with you
You tied to the Lieutenant
Its on me I'm slidin
Big bag I thrown plenty
Ya homie he lying
That nigga pooha then winnie
Got it right first time
The package Im bout to send it
You dont know how to stay down
Im all about the benjis
Yeen my wodie
No sense in actin like ya know me
I aint heavy on forgiveness
I'm tryna touch a Ticket
Swang the weed wacker
If I feel lil homie hissin
Bastard rather see me in the shackles
Whats the number on it?
Dont ask for my reefer
These niggas ass backwards
Hate to see me spreading my wings
Who gettin that cash faster?
Really want be part of the team
Thats why I laugh at em
Dawg down the road on a bid
So ima cashapp em
Tryna touch a ticket
Tryna touch a ticket
No sense in actin like ya know me
I aint heavy on forgiveness
I'm tryna touch a Ticket
Swang the weed wacker
If I feel lil homie hissin
Bastard rather see me in the shackles
Whats the number on it?
Dont ask for my reefer
These niggas ass backwards
Hate to see me spreading my wings
Who gettin that cash faster?
Really want be part of the team
Thats why I laugh at em
Dawg down the road on a bid
So ima cashapp em
Stick and move
Try to leave silly niggas in last chapter
Break thru screws shake loose
I take one and make two
From slangin that iron to slangin ounces
I done did it
Bitch im in my prime
Im wit that really nigga really
No love for these Bitches
They bone pickin
S4 Audi
I'm bout to get some Dome in it
Pray on my demise
gone be waitin a long minute
Ion want no smoke with you
You tied to the Lieutenant
Its on me I'm slidin
Big bag I thrown plenty
Ya homie he lying
That nigga pooha then winnie
Got it right first time
The package Im bout to send it
You dont know how to stay down
Im all about the benjis
Yeen my wodie
No sense in actin like ya know me
I aint heavy on forgiveness
I'm tryna touch a Ticket
Swang the weed wacker
If I feel lil homie hissin
Bastard rather see me in the shackles
Whats the number on it?
Dont ask for my reefer
These niggas ass backwards
Hate to see me spreading my wings
Who gettin that cash faster?
Really want be part of the team
Thats why I laugh at em
Dawg down the road on a bid
So ima cashapp em
Tryna touch a ticket
Tryna touch a ticket
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Writer(s): Jerrel Bowman
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