Ticket 2

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