We Kept the Receipts Lyrics – Blac Youngsta
(I got Hitman on the beat)
We kept the receipts
We kept the receipts
We kept the receipts
Real nigga, don’t give no fuck ’bout what you heard (What they heard?)
Since they hating, I kept the receipts for them words (What’s the word?)
She wouldn’t bounce it so I kick her to the curb (Whore)
Still rock Versace, I got the receipts, I splurge
Receipts (Gang), I got the receipts (Gang, gang)
All that hating and shit on the Gram, I kept the receipts (Pussy)
I’m tryna go deep (Yeah), best as I can be (Ayy, man)
I’m charging a fee, why? ‘Cause I kept the receipts (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
It’s overstood, you play with gang, we on your ass (Gang, gang)
I got the receipts for the time when I couldn’t brag (I’m in the trenches)
We up the score, switch on the Glock, they wave that flag (Ain’t no flags)
I’m talking ’bout fully automatic (Brr)
Bitches talk shit but they gon’ be quiet soon as I walk in (Bitch)
I can’t stand a hating ho’ tryna hate, I brought the vault in (Vault)
Its 2022, I’m sick of all this talking (Talking)
Tried to clops me, we can’t work that out, they let the boss in (Ho)
All that hating and shit don’t stop shit, fucked around and lost him (Lost him)
I kept the receipts ‘case niggas say shit I ain’t bought, then (Fuck you)
I kept the receipts ‘case bitches say shit I ain’t talking (Talking)
I kept the receipts, I bump into my opps, I walk, then (Walk ’em down)
Real nigga, don’t give no fuck ’bout what you heard (What they heard?)
Since they hating, I kept the receipts for them words (What’s the word?)
She wouldn’t bounce it so I kick her to the curb (Whore)
Still rock Versace, I got the receipts, I splurge
Receipts (Gang), I got the receipts (Gang, gang)
All that hating and shit on the Gram, I kept the receipts (Pussy)
I’m tryna go deep (Yeah), best as I can be (Ayy, man)
I’m charging a fee, why? ‘Cause I kept the receipts
Let me start this bitch off with me telling you, “I told you” (I told you)
I’m petty, I kept the receipts when you went to the grocery store (That grocery store)
Lying like I ain’t did shit for you, bitch, I gave you bonus before (Dirty ho)
They tricking, they buying, I ain’t lying, I gave them hoes before (Yeah, yeah)
I keep a photographer (Yeah), they gon’ take a flick (Gang, gang)
They respect me everywhere around the world now ’cause I’m rich (Gang)
It’s over, still, you reach for my chains, I send the blicks (I’m sending blicks)
I’m busting all shots, I don’t give a fuck ’bout who I hit (Bah, bah, bah)
I’m tryna go Rated-X on TikTok with a flick (TikTok with a flick)
They watching my videos but I’m watching they bitch (I’m watching they bitch)
My haters, they hate on me like, every chance they get (Every chance they get)
I kept the receipts, she turned me down ‘fore I got rich (Fuck that bitch)
Real nigga, don’t give no fuck ’bout what you heard (What they heard?)
Since they hating, I kept the receipts for them words (What’s the word?)
She wouldn’t bounce it so I kick her to the curb (Whore)
Still rock Versace, I got the receipts, I splurge
Receipts (Gang), I got the receipts (Gang, gang)
All that hating and shit on the Gram, I kept the receipts (Pussy)
I’m tryna go deep (Yeah), best as I can be (Ayy, man)
I’m charging a fee, why? ‘Cause I kept the receipts (Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
