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Intro
Ayy, Publix got me fucked up again… scan that shit…
Verse 1
Deadass in the Publix, basket looking light as hell Eggs nine dollars? Bruh they really lost they mind for real Lil bro want the good cereal, I grab the store brand instead He don’t know the difference yet, that’s how I keep his head fed Chicken thighs BOGO, I’m stacking like it’s chess moves Ground beef price jumped again, I walk past that shit confused Six-fifty for the bread that used to be three-eighty-nine Every beep on the scanner feel like they robbing me blind Finna put back the steak, grab the rice and beans instead Rent due in four days, I’m already in the red
Pre-chorus
Add it up, add it up, watch the total climb Every beep a little fee they charging me to eat on time
Chorus
Check that receipt, bruh, check that receipt Prices wildin’ out, they got us in the streets Check that receipt, check that receipt Fifty for what used to be twenty, on God it’s a cheat Check that receipt, how we supposed to eat right? Check that receipt, inflation got us stressed tight Check that receipt, check that receipt Publix robbing us daily, deadass, no cap, on sight
Verse 2
Seven deep at self-checkout, card sweating in my palm Scanning slow so I can watch the total like a bomb One-forty-two already and I ain’t even bag the milk yet Kid pointing at the candy, I say “next time” with a tight lip Cashier face ain’t change, she seen this seventeen times today Just bag it up, don’t say nothing, I appreciate the poker face Sixty-seven extra every trip, times four, that’s two-sixty-eight a month Somebody at a desk playing chess with my groceries, bruh, it’s fucked up
Pre-chorus
Add it up, add it up, watch the numbers climb Every beep a little fee they charging me to eat on time
Chorus
Check that receipt, bruh, check that receipt Prices wildin’ out, they got us in the streets Check that receipt, check that receipt Fifty for what used to be twenty, on God it’s a cheat Check that receipt, how we supposed to eat right? Check that receipt, inflation got us stressed tight Check that receipt, check that receipt Publix robbing us daily, deadass, no cap, on sight
Bridge
Altima in the lot, receipt math on my lap One-eighty-seven for the same bags that was one-twenty flat He carry the bags in, don’t say a word about the yellow labels Just stock the shelves like everything fine… that’s real I tell him dinner gon’ be good, ‘cause it gotta be That’s the only lie I tell my lil one, you feel me?
Chorus
Check that receipt, bruh, check that receipt (louder, gang vocal) Prices wildin’ out, they got us in the streets Check that receipt, check that receipt Fifty for what used to be twenty, on God it’s a cheat Check that receipt, how we supposed to eat right? Check that receipt, we still standing every night Check that receipt, check that receipt We gon’ make it somehow, deadass, on God, we eat
Outro
Check that receipt… nine-forty for a dozen… loop it Check that receipt, bruh… we still here though…
Inside the recording
Ayy, Publix got me fucked up again… scan that shit…
Add it up, add it up, watch the total climb Every beep a little fee they charging me to eat on time
Check that receipt… nine-forty for a dozen… loop it Check that receipt, bruh… we still here though…
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