Receipts Lyrics by Rick Ross & Scotty LVX
Huh
(C Gutta)
Look
Ayy, sheesh (Walking Dead)
Huh
Huh, look, mmm
Sheesh
Ayy, these Chanels on my feet
Uh, ayy, right, left through the street
Ayy, need a crib by the beach
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Receipts
Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked
Uh, yeah, that’s silk on the sheets
Uh, clothes straight from boutique
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Ayy, smooth nigga
Your big dipper says she going to the bathroom and want me to come with her
Just met her, she big pressure, I ain’t put no effort
I’m just getting started, man, I’m only getting better
I been lit, been this, smell like the Forbes list
She ain’t getting no dick, no, unless she gorgeous
We ball so hard, I swear we used to pray ’bout it
Them broke boys probably gon’ feel a way ’bout it
I might fuck a foreign bitch in the floor length first
She like, “Damn, that was good, but that was just an hors d’oeuvre”
And I can sing to her, but I don’t want her fall in love
A nigga good in the hood, in the ‘burbs
You can check the receipts
Ayy, these Chanels on my feet
Uh, ayy, right, left through the street
Ayy, need a crib by the beach
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Receipts
Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked
Uh, yeah, that’s silk on the sheets
Uh, clothes straight from boutique
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Huh
….. [1:44] she in bikinis when I hit the wave
Let her hold my Lamborghini, I got …..
I could fly another bitch in just to flip the page
I’m the richest in the city is what niggas sayin’, please
Strapped up, we in two different game
I’m in the Chevy and blue twenty, that’s just on the paint (Huh)
I’m gettin’ rich, I’m with my niggas when they say we can’t (Yeah)
Never was a thief, but for my dog, I’ll rob a bank
G-Wagens and we switching lanes (Yoom)
Got the shooters with me, niggas dyin’ over fame (Brrt)
Bitches call they friends and tell ’em once they knew we came (Boss)
Knew we multimillionaires just how we land the plane
You can check the receipts
Ayy, these Chanels on my feet
Uh, ayy, right, left through the street
Ayy, need a crib by the beach
Been fly, you can check the receipts
Receipts
Ayy, got a bad bitch geeked
Uh, yeah, that’s silk on the sheets
Uh, clothes straight from boutique
Been fly, you can check the receipts