Blac Youngsta - We Kept the Receipts Lyrics

(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 hatin', 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 hatin' and shit on the 'Gram, I kept the receipts (pussy)
I'm tryna go deep (yeah), blessed as I can be (amen)
I'm chargin' 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 talkin' 'bout .40 automatic (brr)
Bitches talk shit but they gon' be quiet soon as I walk in (bitch)
I can't stand a hatin' ho' tryna hate, I brought the vault in (vault)
Its 2022, I'm sick of all this talkin' (talkin')
Tried to clops me, we can't work that out, they let the boss in (ho)
All that hatin' 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 taught them (taught them)
I kept the receipts, I bump into my opps, I walk them (walk 'em down)

Real nigga, don't give no fuck 'bout what you heard (what they heard?)
Since they hatin', 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 hatin' and shit on the 'Gram, I kept the receipts (pussy)
I'm tryna go deep (yeah), blessed as I can be (amen)
I'm chargin' a fee, why? 'Cause I kept the receipts

Let me start this bitch off with me tellin' you, "I told you so" (I told you so)
I'm petty, I kept the receipts when you went to the grocery store (that grocery store)
Lyin' like I ain't did shit for you, bitch, I gave you bow's before (dirty ho)
They trickin', they buyin', I ain't lyin', 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 sendin' blicks)
I'm bustin' off 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 watchin' my videos but I'm watchin' they bitch (I'm watchin' 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 hatin', 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 hatin' and shit on the 'Gram, I kept the receipts (pussy)
I'm tryna go deep (yeah), blessed as I can be (amen)
I'm chargin' a fee, why? 'Cause I kept the receipts (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)