Receipts lyrics

[Intro: Axion]
(Damn, Max, this one's too hard)
(You recordin', Smerf?)
Axion, yeah
Call Johnny right now, yeah, look
Get him on the phone, look
Let him know, look, ayy, look

[Verse 1: Axion]
Two-piece too cute, but that ain't enough yet
I'm in the D right now, I'm where the buffs at
Smoke his ass, sh*t, they screamin' he was up next
I can't think of sh*t to say, where my cup at?
We the reason n*ggas can't go put they poles up
Window down, switches on them when they rolled up
One got grazed, but that other one got fold up
"Acto, ain't you IUR?" b*tch, ain't I froze up?

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
All my clips don't give a f*ck, they get the hoes bust
b*tch asked can she have somethin', she can hold nut
We shoot while kids around, we give no f*cks
I used to pimp my first girlfriend, she was a whole sl*t
IUR Records, catch us out with that sh*t on us
I'm feelin' like I'm Craig daddy with that sh*t on me
I'm 'bout to be twenty-four and I'm these n*ggas' big homie
If I'm in the function, best believe I got that blick on me
[Verse 3: 81Hundo]
If I'm on the function, huh, got that b*tch on me
That's a Glock, this a glitch, that one pop, this shoot quick
I ain't goin' back and forth with dog, he a b*tch
Talkin' smoke, he inhale this type of sh*t, he gon' quit
f*ck how you feel, fooly, just keep it real
IUR, in the trenches with that sh*t on me for real
Prices high, shop with me and you might get a better deal
Couple blocks came gassy, but we got 'em for a deal

[Verse 4: Axion]
My lil' cuz behind the wheel because he got the better skills
I got fifty thousand dollars for who get the better kill
Ayy, they gotta know if A in town, I got a blick on me
That's a— 23 with a switch on it
Hellcat 'Rangos, no extra kit on it
Cost a hundred thousand dollars just to sit on it
b*tch, you know I like it with extra spit on it
I went to Wafi, my left wrist, it got a brick on it

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
b*tch pus*y weak, I had to spit on it
Modified my gun, took the drum off, threw some tits on it
Your homie grave, I done been there and I done p*ssed on it
Don't roll no weed on nothin' in here, it's some hit on it
Recording, I can see the parking lot, a bird's-eye view
Freaky b*tch tryna bless a n*gga like I said, "Achoo"
She ask me do I rap, I said, "No, I write haikus"
Before the rap, I was trappin', servin' all the white dudes
[Verse 6: 81Hundo]
Before the rap, I was f*ckin' with that veg for real
Why you cappin' like you gangster? When we caught you, bro, you ran for real
That sh*t crazy, it don't happen, when we caught you, my Glock jammed for real
I was out there tryna fix it, it kept jammin', I'm like, "Damn, for real?"
sh*t, let me chill out on that hot sh*t
How the f*ck is y'all gon' put some fear in us and y'all ain't drop sh*t
How I'm supposed to be in love? Besides pus*y, you ain't got sh*t
Upped a dub, how the f*ck is you a plug? That is not rich