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Walking Ticket

 

Walking Ticket

(album: Glockoma - 2018)


Ramy, oh my god, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Prolific Beats
Glizzock
Nick Ju made this beat

You dig? Ayy
Middle fingers up to the pigs, bitch, you dig? Yeah
I been getting it in, getting it in since a kid, yeah
Racks keep getting big, getting big, getting big, yeah
I'm on a paper route, yeah, bitch you know the business
Yeah, smoking chitlins, uh, pistol gripping, uh
Diamonds glistening, baby said I'm hitting, huh
Walking ticket, yeah, did I mention? Uh (What?)
I remember I ain't have a pot to piss in

Now I whip a big thing, Benjamin's my best friend (Yeah)
I be fresh as fuck, yeah, they be like, "Who dressed him?" (The fuck?)
Bitch I'm young and reckless, backend bought some weapons
And another necklace (Ice, ice), I just keep on flexing
Counting up my blessings, got another check in (Okay)
I just left from Texas and put some white baguettes in (Ah)
Don't smoke unleaded, exotic make my head spin (Yeah)
I'm a living legend (Yeah), more money than your daddy (Yeah)
Yup, keep them big bucks
Diamond jumping, double dutch
Balling, smoking on some musk
Ride my wave, bitch, buckle up
Tennis chains playing tug-of-war
Feel might get a double R (Yeah)
Nigga, I want one just because (Yeah yeah yeah)

You dig? Ayy
Middle fingers up to the pigs, bitch, you dig? Yeah
I been getting it in, getting it in since a kid, yeah
Racks keep getting big, getting big, getting big, yeah
I'm on a paper route, yeah, bitch you know the business
Yeah, smoking chitlins, uh, pistol gripping, uh
Diamonds glistening, baby said I'm hitting, huh
Walking ticket, yeah, did I mention? Uh (What?)
I remember I ain't have a pot to piss in (Uh-uh)

Lighting up like Christmas (Lighting up)
Spend racks at the dentist (Racks)
Now my bitch is bitching, she said she wants some titties (Bitch, bitch)
I'm making bread, Jiffy (Yeah), whole gang getting it (Got it)
Auntie said I'm gifted (Yup), yeah, I'm on a mission (Yeah)
Pull up, skrrt, drift it, bitch don't tempt me (Ho)
Hop up in this AMG, I'm fucking up your lipstick (Yeah yeah)
I just made a quick flip right there at the Quick Trip
Pulled up on something real thick, she like, "You got real drip"
Drip, drip, in the drop
Put my guac over thots (Guac), Mister Kill-the-Parking-Lot (Mister)
In my camouflage car, blowing dope, fuck a bar
Codeine baby, bye-bye, goddamn, I be high as fuck (Yeah)

You dig? Ayy
Middle fingers up to the pigs, bitch, you dig? Yeah
I been getting it in, getting it in since a kid, yeah
Racks keep getting big, getting big, getting big, yeah
I'm on a paper route, yeah, bitch you know the business
Yeah, smoking chitlins, uh, pistol gripping, uh
Diamonds glistening, baby said I'm hitting, huh
Walking ticket, yeah, did I mention? Uh (What?)
I remember I ain't have a pot to piss in

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