MEAL TICKET lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, Rolex's, uh
Purple codeine, uh, more b*tches, ayy

[Verse]
Pop a Perky, sh*t has got me lazy
I won't show my face if you don't pay me
More b*tches, yeah, no preference
Meal ticket, yeah, Rolex
Scottie Pippen, uh, four b*tches
Island hoppin', so twisted, ayy
Bodies droppin', you know, n*gga
And my shorty freaky, f*ck her on the stove, n*gga
Ferragamo and Saint Laurent all on my clothes, n*gga
And I made this beat too, I thought I done told n*ggas, yeah
Y'all some snitches, purple sippin', ayy
Ooh, we trippin', ayy, nevеr missin', ayy
Meal ticket, yeah, Rolеx
Scottie Pippen, uh, four b*tches
Purple smoking, eee-eee
Triple threat, eee-eee
Percocet, get geeked
I'm upset, eee-eee
Keep the sh*t on me
Don't want smoke, no, no
n*gga, I've been sippin' mud, I feel spectacular
Yo b*tch in here suckin' blood, I call her Dracula
Keep a choppa-chop on me if you attackin' us
Don't want smoke, want smoke, want smoke, want smoke, I'm backin' up, yeah
You already know me, huh
Shawty off codeine, huh
I turn your shorty to a fiend, huh
I don't get it, what you mean? Huh
Had to go and get a bankroll
Shawty love the way my back hold
Hit the club and get some brain, huh
Hit the club and make it rain, oh