Whole Ticket

[Chorus: Q Money]

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

[Verse 1: Q Money]

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

[Chorus: Q Money]

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

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]

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

[Chorus: Q Money]

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

[Outro: YFN Lucci]

I need me a whole ticket

Look like a whole ticket, yeah, huh-huh-huh

My wrist here cost four chickens, yeah

Yeah, uhh