Back of the Ghost Future

[Intro]
The wizard, yeah
Hah, yeah, yeah
What's wrong with the Earth
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, hol' up

[Chorus]
You niggas ain’t nothing but some punaany
I’m laying up with a Cubana
The dash in the coupe over 200
My chain and my watch are on tsunami
I ran the game for a few summers
Still get that hunger for new money
In the back of the Ghost get some shuteye
I’m the same one that trap a hotel out

[Verse 1]
I’m the one that had the motel jumping
Give me that yay imma sell some
We close it up when the feds come in
We leave the scene when the shells droppin
I had a [?]
I sell a key in the middle of the week
Flatline a nigga in the middle of the street
I come from the mud out the middle of the creek
Got a C on my shoe, got a B on my seat
That Chanel evidently, I pull in the Bentley
I wasn’t trappin i’d be on my pennies?
I just be laid up at night with the semi
I wrap it up like a pollo
I got that red on some lean it’s some oil
I wrap the bales up, aluminum foil
I get a ticket, forreal for a chorus
Aye, I’m hot and important
I jump out the lamb and go hop in the porsche
I fill up a soda with nothing but that codeine
I plain jane the AP and flooded the rollie
I get that dope and I toss
I got you dead on the blow
I sell ya uncy, ya auntie, ya mama
You know what I know