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quarter ticket - wizz havinn lyrics

[intro]
uh
n*gga
yeah, wop (uh)
n*gga (uh)

[chorus]
real block hustler (yeah), i’m a trap star (i’m a trap star)
this a quarter ticket, drive it like a nascar (vroom)
this b*tch wanna chew me up just like a candy bar (just like a candy bar)
arp is small as f*ck, the size of handlebars (the size of handlebars)
only thing i know is grams, i don’t be scammin’ cards (i don’t be scammin’)
blew some paper on some whips, i ran through seven cars (n*gga)
went through some sh*t just as a jit because my head was hard (head was hard)
made it through some sticky situations, here to tell the story (here to tell the story)

[verse]
gotta takе some losses just to win, that’s how it go (how it go)
i had l!cks from pensacola, all way to livе oak (way to live oak)
uh, n*gga askin’ all these questions, must be 5*0 (you must be the police)
brownskin, bad as sh*t from broward, she like 5’4″ (and that b*tch so thick)
pull up, collect the bag, rock the show, it’s time to go (yeah)
this sh*t bustin’ ’round my neck, i might just blind a ho (bling, blaow)
n*gga, you ain’t up for real, you gotta grind some more (you gotta grind some more)
f*ck, i’m runnin’ out of pills, i need to find some more (i need to find some more)
i ain’t f*ckin’ on that b*tch if she ain’t fine as glo (what the f*ck)
youngin came from out the dirt, but i’ma shine for sure (i’ma shine)
in the hood with no shirt, i’m outside for sure (i’m outside)
bring that bag for a verse like you buyin’ some dope (like you buyin’ some, yeah)
[chorus]
real block hustler (yeah), i’m a trap star (i’m a trap star)
this a quarter ticket, drive it like a nascar (vroom, vroom)
this b*tch wanna chew me up just like a candy bar (just like a candy bar)
arp is small as f*ck, the size of handlebars (the size of handlebars)
only thing i know is grams, i don’t be scammin’ cards (i don’t be scammin’ cards)
blew some paper on some whips, i ran through seven cars (i ran through seven cars)
went through some sh*t just as a jit because my head was hard (hard)
made it through some sticky situations, here to tell the story (yeah)

[outro]
n*gga, made it through some sticky situations, here to tell the story

- wizz havinn lyrics

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