Receipts Trina

[Intro]
(Hitmaka!)

[Chorus]
I don't need no receipt (No)
I don't need no receipt (No)
I don't need no receipt (Woo, woo, woo)
I don't need no—
I, I don't need no change (Change)
Tell 'em, "Keep the change" (Change)
I don't need no change (No)
Tell 'em, "Keep the—"
I don't need no receipt
I don't need no receipt (Woo)
I don't need no receipt
I don't need no— (Woo)
I don't need no change (Change)
Tell 'em, "Keep the change" (Change)
I don't need no change
Tell 'em, "Keep the—"

[Verse 1]
I'm the type to get some money, hit the mall and spend a dub
All these niggas window shoppin', boy, you looking like a scrub
When I step up in the buildin', I'm the baddest in the club
And I know I got that fire, he tried to hit it without a glove
Ayy, bing the rosé bring the rosé
When I come through the buildin' bring the hoes in
Black, White, Spanish, Asian
You ain't welcome to Miami 'less you fuckin' with a Haitian
I got racks, I got racks, I got ass, I got ass
I got Birkins, I got all type of bags, type of bags
Bitches mad, bitches mad 'cause I brag, 'cause I brag
But I'm the baddest that these niggas ever had, that's facts