4 Phantoms

(альбом: The Spring Collection - 2018)

Uh-oh
Somebody wanna donate a lighter to the cause?
G-Perico in the building and shit
Smoke one for my loved one

4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up your block slow, catching stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up the block slow, catching stunts on my old hoes
Sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though

Still in it for the cash, lotta niggas didn't last
They was clowns of the class, school of hard knocks, I passed
My engine beneath the glass, 20 grand for the luxury tax
'Cause I plan before I attack
Emotions had them niggas blowing they stacks
I'm in here smoking and pouring some 'Yak
90 inch TV, I'm watching The Mack
I do my thing when it come to this rap
Underground king but do not call me that
Pimp and the Bun the original, I hope that my legacy similar
Closing deals, not singular, plural we picking them digits up

4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up the block slow, catching stunts on my old hoes
Sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though

I do my thing when it come to rap
I been buying more jewelry because of that
I don't have nothing to prove, black
It's just a lil stunting, what's wrong with that?
I tell you the play like a Quarterback
Got the Scarface crib where the water at
Gucci slides across Versace door mats
Welcome to the hustle where nobody love you
Shine after you struggle, a long time my brother
Snakes just think of ways that they can take it from ya
That's what I discovered, lazy motherfuckers
Just tryna leach game from real hustlers
Stop and teach them fools a lil something
But I gotta go, I got another mil coming
Money chasing got my track shoes on, I'm running for it, yea

4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up your block slow, catching stunts on my old hoes
She sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though
4 Phantoms in a row, shit like a horror show
You really seeing ghosts, you better believe it though
Ride up the block slow, catching stunts on my old hoes
Sad like a funeral, but ain't nobody die though

4 Phantoms in a row, you really seeing ghosts
Shit like a horror show, she sad like a funeral
But ain't nobody die though, creeping up the block slow
Catching stunts on my old hoes, I know you hear the horns blow
Wherever a king go, call that a procession though, professional