[Intro: Styles P]
Ghost, violence, it's that other kinda shit
This is mine right here nigga, haha, oh yeah
(You thought the world was safe)
[Verse 1: Styles P]
Homicide goon with shit bags, triple niggas
I don't give a fuck when Police get dispatched
Wicked nigga, you can hear me laugh when the click-clack
Look at me, you can see me smile when the kickback
Before rap, ask where my gun and my clip at
Got my hands on it, then I ask where the strip at
Niggas got coke, then I ask where the bricks at
Next rapper that lies, the next rapper I'll click at
Bullet holes in your Louis clothes
Get wrapped the fuck up like a sushi roll
Soft niggas get wet like the coochie hole
Cootie nigga put my gun on goofy though
[Chorus: Kody]
Got my heat on my side and I'm gonna ride
Trust me if you crossed that line, man, it's over
In the heat of the night, man, I'm gonna ride
It get cold (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)
Ghost, violence, it's that other kinda shit
This is mine right here nigga, haha, oh yeah
(You thought the world was safe)
[Verse 1: Styles P]
Homicide goon with shit bags, triple niggas
I don't give a fuck when Police get dispatched
Wicked nigga, you can hear me laugh when the click-clack
Look at me, you can see me smile when the kickback
Before rap, ask where my gun and my clip at
Got my hands on it, then I ask where the strip at
Niggas got coke, then I ask where the bricks at
Next rapper that lies, the next rapper I'll click at
Bullet holes in your Louis clothes
Get wrapped the fuck up like a sushi roll
Soft niggas get wet like the coochie hole
Cootie nigga put my gun on goofy though
[Chorus: Kody]
Got my heat on my side and I'm gonna ride
Trust me if you crossed that line, man, it's over
In the heat of the night, man, I'm gonna ride
It get cold (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)
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