[Intro]
Ghosty

[Chorus]
Like real estate, I'm really into them bricks (Let's get it)
Bro's a real life John Wayne, loves a spinner, he's into sticks (Bow, bow)
Just got a call from K, he said he wants 125 of the piff (Okay)
I bag that and left, that's western 'cause I'm really into my chips (Bands)
Made a killing off loud in the town
I was young watching Disney Channel, now I'm out stacking all my pennies proud (Haha)
HV for the re, just over 3, I can pay straight reddies now (Cash)
He got splashed, he got whacked and the 2 still run their mouth (Why?)
And we're still tryna get back 'round

[Verse 1]
I push flick nanks inside a man's tummy (Yuck)
I ain't a doctor with idiots, but I've still discharged some dummies (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
I couldn't give a toss about them mans health
Feds over there want me pulled up, shit, that drop was peak like Stealth (Shit)
You don't even make no bands but you wanna scream FTR like real (Amen)
500Gs when I re, how can I eye bag? I'm in need of scales
I can buss these shots without moving and I still won't miss those sales (None)
Little bro wanna do it too, I told him his time is due, you can step up too like Missy Ell' (Haha)
She been tryna suck man's nut, back from I made 2 shoots with her cell
You know I ain't no gentleman plus I trap, bang, flex, finesse as well
'016 got bagged for a kidnap, got snitched on plus they had intel (Snitch)
So I don't wanna chat in this ride, it could be a cabled car, Excel (Shh)
Sippin' on juice, smoking the gas, she loves my fash' just like Jay Critch (Hey)
She don't give a toss I'm a rapper or a trapper, she just wants dick
Just see opps in traffic, driver Beyblade, man just spin (Ayy, spin it)
I got two fat teeth like Rufus, so anything's possible like Kim (Bow)
Phone been blowing all day I don't need Wade, I know the sitch
I been ringing off broski's phone, need reload, he's in the kitch' (Fuck)
We caught them opps at 5, and they all blew, man's piss
Ice Age was my favourite film but now I'm tryna stay low from CID (Low)
Them man bruck over there, I think they been tryna stay low from Jibbs
If I bag this food it could get messy but I ain't in need of a bib (I ain't)
3 men steppin' on an opp block, that day I gripped and rolled like spliffs
'012 a 2's 500, now that's my gang reload on piff (Money)