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Wizz Havinn - Worth a Ticket Lyrics



Wizz Havinn - Worth a Ticket Lyrics




[ Featuring BossMan Dlow ]

Uh, nigga
Yeah, nigga, ayy, ayy
Nigga, uh
Come on, yeah, yeah (Gentle Beatz)
Uh, uh

OGs f*ck with me in every hood, so I'm good (I'm good, nigga)
Lumber jacket on, got the Draco with the wood (got the Draco with the wood)
Hopin' I don't catch a splinter when I swing this bitch
Ain't no pretender, bitch, I'm havin' and I'm dangerous (yeah, Yeah)
Bitch, I'm good
Sign a ho to Death Row, but I ain't Suge (I ain't Suge Knight)
Trench baby, still get love from all the juggs
I'm worth a ticket, bitch, let's get that understood (let's get that understood)

I'm the motherf*ckin' man, you understand me? (Understand me)
A couple words, now that bitch up out her panties (she out her pantyhose)
I like uppers, I can't pop no f*ckin' Xannys (I can't pop no Xans)
Whip tan, but the inside spaghetti (red)
Hold on, I don't think these niggas ready (I don't think they ready)
For so long, I was grindin' God blessed me (yeah, He f*ckin' blessed me)
Pop a nigga like a quiz, he try to test me (he try to f*ckin' test me)
I can't be f*ckin' guarded, you can't Ron Artest me (you can't guard me, nigga)
I got money, now these bitches wanna sex me (now they wanna f*ck somethin')
Pull up super Dodge, it came with the red key (skrrt)
Hittin' her from the back, my chain makin' too much noise
I got a f*ckin' bag and now they treat me like a lord (nigga)

OGs f*ck with me in every hood, so I'm good (Super Wizz)
Lumber jacket on, got the Draco with the wood (got the Draco with the wood)
Hopin' I don't catch a splinter when I swing this bitch
Ain't no pretender, bitch, I'm havin' and I'm dangerous (nigga, uh)
Bitch, I'm good
Sign a ho to Death Row, but I ain't Suge (I ain't Suge)
Trench baby, still get love from all the juggs (yeah)
I'm worth a ticket, bitch, let's get that understood (Big Za, get that understood)

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout real street nigga, still get love from all the bases, nigga (yeah)
Drop some cheese, went four hundred G's on a bracelet, nigga
Nigga know I'm real street, I jugg and finesse, nigga (yeah)
Boy I spent sixty G's on my f*ckin' neck, nigga (bling)
I'm a f*ckin' walkin' lick, I look like a drug dealer
I be with them sharks, baby, I don't be with f*ck niggas (baby)
2024 Benz truck, corner bendin' (skrrt)
Powerhouse at the ATM, make 'em spend it (yeah)
He want four hundred (yeah), he just bought my shoes, baby (yeah)
I'm walkin' through Neiman Marcus, 40K in blues, baby (yeah)
I turnt up the f*ckin' city, I'm that f*ckin' dude, baby
I'm the motherf*ckin' biggest, nigga know I'm huge, baby

OGs f*ck with me in every hood, so I'm good (Big Za, yeah)
Lumber jacket on, got the Draco with the wood (got the Draco with the wood)
Hopin' I don't catch a splinter when I swing this bitch
Ain't no pretender, bitch, I'm havin' and I'm dangerous (nigga, uh)
Bitch, I'm good
Sign a ho to Death Row, but I ain't Suge (I ain't Suge)
Trench baby, still get love from all the juggs
I'm worth a ticket, bitch, let's get that understood (nigga, let's get that understood)
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Uh, nigga
Yeah, nigga, ayy, ayy
Nigga, uh
Come on, yeah, yeah (Gentle Beatz)
Uh, uh

OGs f*ck with me in every hood, so I'm good (I'm good, nigga)
Lumber jacket on, got the Draco with the wood (got the Draco with the wood)
Hopin' I don't catch a splinter when I swing this bitch
Ain't no pretender, bitch, I'm havin' and I'm dangerous (yeah, Yeah)
Bitch, I'm good
Sign a ho to Death Row, but I ain't Suge (I ain't Suge Knight)
Trench baby, still get love from all the juggs
I'm worth a ticket, bitch, let's get that understood (let's get that understood)

I'm the motherf*ckin' man, you understand me? (Understand me)
A couple words, now that bitch up out her panties (she out her pantyhose)
I like uppers, I can't pop no f*ckin' Xannys (I can't pop no Xans)
Whip tan, but the inside spaghetti (red)
Hold on, I don't think these niggas ready (I don't think they ready)
For so long, I was grindin' God blessed me (yeah, He f*ckin' blessed me)
Pop a nigga like a quiz, he try to test me (he try to f*ckin' test me)
I can't be f*ckin' guarded, you can't Ron Artest me (you can't guard me, nigga)
I got money, now these bitches wanna sex me (now they wanna f*ck somethin')
Pull up super Dodge, it came with the red key (skrrt)
Hittin' her from the back, my chain makin' too much noise
I got a f*ckin' bag and now they treat me like a lord (nigga)

OGs f*ck with me in every hood, so I'm good (Super Wizz)
Lumber jacket on, got the Draco with the wood (got the Draco with the wood)
Hopin' I don't catch a splinter when I swing this bitch
Ain't no pretender, bitch, I'm havin' and I'm dangerous (nigga, uh)
Bitch, I'm good
Sign a ho to Death Row, but I ain't Suge (I ain't Suge)
Trench baby, still get love from all the juggs (yeah)
I'm worth a ticket, bitch, let's get that understood (Big Za, get that understood)

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout real street nigga, still get love from all the bases, nigga (yeah)
Drop some cheese, went four hundred G's on a bracelet, nigga
Nigga know I'm real street, I jugg and finesse, nigga (yeah)
Boy I spent sixty G's on my f*ckin' neck, nigga (bling)
I'm a f*ckin' walkin' lick, I look like a drug dealer
I be with them sharks, baby, I don't be with f*ck niggas (baby)
2024 Benz truck, corner bendin' (skrrt)
Powerhouse at the ATM, make 'em spend it (yeah)
He want four hundred (yeah), he just bought my shoes, baby (yeah)
I'm walkin' through Neiman Marcus, 40K in blues, baby (yeah)
I turnt up the f*ckin' city, I'm that f*ckin' dude, baby
I'm the motherf*ckin' biggest, nigga know I'm huge, baby

OGs f*ck with me in every hood, so I'm good (Big Za, yeah)
Lumber jacket on, got the Draco with the wood (got the Draco with the wood)
Hopin' I don't catch a splinter when I swing this bitch
Ain't no pretender, bitch, I'm havin' and I'm dangerous (nigga, uh)
Bitch, I'm good
Sign a ho to Death Row, but I ain't Suge (I ain't Suge)
Trench baby, still get love from all the juggs
I'm worth a ticket, bitch, let's get that understood (nigga, let's get that understood)
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Writer: Tareek Williams, Devante McCreary
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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