I Do Receipts

Verse 1

Yeah, don't be mad wit— (ah), I call it like that-t-t (yah, Cardi)

Got the money all fat-a-at (bling)

Makin' money back-ack-ack (mhm)

Bought a crib, no tack-ack-ack (woo, hey)

Verse 2

Body lookin' all snatched (snatched)

And my neck lookin' all wet (drip)

He said he lovin' my swag (swag)

I told him, "You better confess" (yeah)

Verse 3

Mug shot lookin' a mess (mess)

But I still came out on top (top)

Ridin' around in a Tess (skrrt)

Bakin' the guap like a pot (pot)

Verse 4

Look, I ain't stoppin' (I ain't stoppin')

Told 'em, "Keep talkin', I love when you plot" (I love it)

Yeah, I be ballin' (ballin')

It's obvious, huh? (Huh? Huh?)

Verse 5

I did the numbers, they don't add up (huh?)

I'm makin' hits like a home run (brrt, ay!)

Told 'em that I am, they don't agree, uh

They can't deny me, I do the receipts, uh

Verse 6

Yeah, this that real hot, yeah, the temperature rising

It's Lil Durkie, Cardi B, oh my, no, I can't deny it

Yeah, I came from the bottom, now I'm lookin' for sirens (woo)

Yeah, I came from the trenches, now I'm lookin' for diamonds (huh?)

Verse 7

Yeah, my necklace be blindin' (blindin'), that's what I told my accountant

If I can't ride in it, then I'ma go buy one (go buy one)

I'ma go spend a mill', I don't care what the price done (brrt)

A hundred thousand for the shoes, I be walkin' on ice, son (ice, son)

Verse 8

Yeah, this real money talkin', ain't no need to be modest (modest)

Ask 'bout my name in the streets, they gon' say I be monster (monster)

Pockets lookin' like Godzilla, I put the city on blast (blast)

I'm in the club with Cardi B, we throwin' cash out the back (yeah, yeah)