Ticket

These **** ain't official (Nah)

Real **** ain't in him (Han)

Dope all in the spine (Dope)

Probably why I can't feel 'em (Nah)

Too much to lose (Skrrt)

Probably why I ain't get 'em (Ya)

Gotta ball out for my dead homies

Probably why I ain't with 'em (Ya)

Ridin' around in this Fisker (Skrrt)

Ten hunnid for this Fisher

Thousand dollars for these Louies

These here are official

Ball, ball, ball, foul (Swish)

Give me the whistle

Hoppin' out with style (Skrrt)

These here a ticket (It's all Gucci)

Walkin' through the mall

And I'm smellin' like dope

Shoppin' in Gucci

They let me pour drink up (Gucci, Louis)

This convo, ain't a ticket?

Then I got's to hangup (Ya)

'Cause I love that blue cheese

Like everybody loves Raymond (Bitch)

Come up in strip club (Bitch)

You fuck around, get rained on

Go up in my hood

You fuck around, get banged on

Loud pipes when I pull off (Skrrt)

You can hear it when I swing 'em (Skrrt)

I'm in this bitch with a black hoodie

Black Gucci's, Trayvon (Scary)

I parked in a no park and got me a ticket

Told the lord to excuse me for my sinnin'

Man, I swear these bitches out here trippin'

If I was still in school, I'd have knots all in my dickies (Let's get it)

These **** ain't official (Nah)

Real **** ain't in him (Han)

Dope all in the spine (Dope)

Probably why I can't feel 'em (Nah)

Too much to lose (Skrrt)

Probably why I ain't get 'em (Ya)

Gotta ball out for my dead homies

Probably why I ain't with 'em (Ya)

Ridin' around in this Fisker (Skrrt)

Ten hunnid for this Fisher

Thousand dollars for these Louies

These here are official

Ball, ball, ball, foul (Swish)

Give me the whistle

Hoppin' out with style (Skrrt)

These here a ticket (Gucci)

Free Slick, **** keep talkin' that G shit

**** keep talkin' that sweet shit

**** ain't talkin' that street shit

Bitch, my pockets on deep dish

You don't hustle, you don't eat shit

Ride past you like I don't see shit

I let it seek me, I don't seek it

These **** ain't official (Nah)

Real **** ain't in him (Han)

Dope all in the spine (Dope)

Probably why I can't feel 'em (Nah)

Too much to lose (Skrrt)

Probably why I ain't get 'em (Ya)

Gotta ball out for my dead homies

Probably why I ain't with 'em (Ya)

Ridin' around in this Fisker (Skrrt)

Ten hunnid for this Fisher

Thousand dollars for these Louies

These here are official

Ball, ball, ball, foul (Swish)

Give me the whistle

Hoppin' out with style (Skrrt)

These here a ticket (Gucci, skrrt, Louis, bang)