​maajins - receipt lyrics

I just blew me a bag, made it back in a week
Bitch, this my season, you know I'ma tweak
B-Boy, you a bitch, all you do is just tweet
Say you smokin' that gas while
Your pockets on E
Cartier shades, bitch, I couldn't even see
I just spent a bag, I don't need no receipt
Been spinnin' your block, yeah
Your mans finna flee i'm back in the game
Had to lace up the cleats
You know I count paper
Walk in that bitch like Conor McGregor
Boy, don't try to save her
I can't do no favors (Rah)
"How many clips?" Like two
Got one for now and one for later
Ho, I just poured me a deuce
I'm in your bitch mouth like Life Savers

And that Tesla don't run out of gas
And them bullets go straight through your a
(Ha ha ha) we runnin' down and your
Chain gettin' snatched
Littlе bitch, no, I can't pay for your ass
I'm with lil' Jonny, yeah, we hittin' Saks
I know the еmployees
Bought shit off the rack
I'm all in her mouth while
I'm all in my bag
Just like a gang, get the racks in a stack
(Rah) bitch, you can’t hear what I said
Said we up, we put him to bed
Oh fuck, I forgot my meds
Not for no bitch, I ain't breakin' no cash
(Yeah! Yeah) bitch, I'm with the gango
My cup purple, this that Saints Row
(Yeah! Yeah)
Couldn't see us, man, that's case closed
(Yeah! Yeah)
I'm in NY with lil' Fazo (Yeah yeah)
Spinnin' the block, had to see the glow
(Yeah! Yeah)
Had the hunnid-hunnids and the queso
(Yeah! Yeah)
Mama told me, "Keep the kilos low"
(Yeah! Yeah)
Now I'm shippin' packs just like Bezos
(Yeah! Yeah)

I just blew me a bag, made it back in a week
Bitch, this my season, you know I'ma tweak
B-Boy, you a bitch, all you do is just tweet
Say you smokin' that gas while
Your pockets on E
Cartier shades, bitch, I couldn't even see
I just spent a bag, I don't need no receipt
Been spinnin' your block, yeah
Your mans finna flee i'm back in the game
Had to lace up the cleats
You know I count paper
Walk in that bitch like Conor McGregor
Boy, don't try to save her
I can't do no favors (Rah)
"How many clips?" Like two
Got one for now and one for later
Ho, I just poured me a deuce
I'm in your bitch mouth like Life Savers

I just blew me a bag, made it back in a week
Bitch, this my season, you know I'ma tweak
B-Boy, you a bitch, all you do is just tweet
Say you smokin' that gas while
Your pockets on E
Cartier shades, bitch, I couldn't even see
I just spent a bag, I don't need no receipt
Been spinnin' your block, yeah
Your mans finna flee
How I'm back in the game
Had to lace up the cleats
You know I count paper
Walk in that bitch like Conor McGregor
Boy, don't try to save her
I can't do no favors (Rah)
"How many clips?" Like two
Got one for now and one for later
Ho, I just poured me a deuce
I'm in your bitch mouth like Life Savers