Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whole Ticket, artist - Q Money.
Date of issue: 01.03.2018
Song language: English
Whole Ticket |
Carti on my lenses, baby my vision expensive |
Ain’t got time for these women, I’m tryna get me some millions |
Don’t call my phone lil nigga, unless you talkin' them chickens |
I want a whole ticket, please bring me a whole ticket |
I walk in in Givenchy, I look like a whole ticket |
Was down bad on my last, I had no choice but go get it |
These bitches gold diggin', I ain’t got no feelings |
I’m on a whole mission, I need a whole ticket |
Makin' cake, I can’t hesitate, no time for mistakes |
Ain’t no breaks, I can’t go on dates, fuck her then I skate |
What I ate, lobster with the steak, that’s my feng shui |
Please don’t hate, tryna motivate, I just wan' be great |
I got swag, I cannot complain, look how far a nigga came |
It feel just like yesterday I was trappin' out the section eight |
Now a young nigga done switched his lane |
I’m tryna buy some real estate |
Please get the fuck out my face |
Nigga all you do is hate (bitch) |
You’s a hater, nigga you’s a hater |
I’m tryna get a mansion and I want a hundred acres |
I don’t want no neighbors, can’t keep doing favors |
Shawty want me to save her, but I cannot save her |
Carti on my lenses, baby my vision expensive |
Ain’t got time for these women, I’m tryna get me some millions |
Don’t call my phone lil nigga, unless you talkin' them chickens |
I want a whole ticket, please bring me a whole ticket |
I walk in in Givenchy, I look like a whole ticket |
Was down bad on my last, I had no choice but go get it |
These bitches gold diggin', I ain’t got no feelings |
I’m on a whole mission, I need a whole ticket |
I need a whole ticket, I need like four bitches |
I got one AP on, shit cost like four chickens, yeah |
Don’t fuck with gold diggin' little bitchs |
I spent a pole on some extensions |
All of my bros stay in the kitchen |
Most of my bros good with the whippin' |
Whole trolls in the lobby |
I put that rose gold on her neck, she say it froze up her lil body |
I got like five hoes tryna sex but I chose one 'cause she got sloppy, yeah |
Bankroll on me sloppy, yeah |
Pour some paint on her body, yeah, yeah, uh |
Ayy Cartier my lenses, six K, I see clearly |
I got one hell vision, I am one hell of a business man |
I been tryna get it man, I been on my pivot |
I been flyer than these niggas since the beginning, yeah-yeah |
Carti on my lenses, baby my vision expensive |
Ain’t got time for these women, I’m tryna get me some millions |
Don’t call my phone lil nigga, unless you talkin' them chickens |
I want a whole ticket, please bring me a whole ticket |
I walk in in Givenchy, I look like a whole ticket |
Was down bad on my last, I had no choice but go get it |
These bitches gold diggin', I ain’t got no feelings |
I’m on a whole mission, I need a whole ticket |
I need me a whole ticket |
Look like a whole ticket, yeah, huh-huh-huh |
My wrist here cost four chickens, yeah |
Yeah, uhh |