This is a song about "Glights tickets"

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

We pay for lottery tickets, problems in disappearance

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But if you're just now buying tickets then i'm charging a late fee

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

All who bought tickets is with me,

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

I'm not a boiled dinner, im past a beginner, got so much powerball tickets i look like

Spit calmly, the market only gave out tickets

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Paid for all my tickets, cops begin to drop some charge

Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch