[Intro: Ghostface Killah & (?)]
A-yo, who that? (man, I don't know)
Who that n***a behind the car? in the black hood
(Who? That n***a? Yo fuck that n***a Tone)
I told 'em it can be shaky out here, n***a
(I got you, n***a) move, move!
I take you ass in a house
Ain't enough room to shake out here
(That's a warning, n***a) Word!
This shit is mines

[Chorus: Harl3y]
Like man, these n***as say they with it man
Like how you trappin' but you in a house
If you n***as keep on yapping, man
Bet them shells'll be in your mouth
Like n***as said he from the best side (best side)
Tone Starks, I'm from S.I. (S.I.)
And got some n***as from the West Side
Keep on playin', we be in ya house

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
My crew flying [?] with cream color walls
Snake gets floor mat, rich n***as pulling off
Jewellery so heavy dog, that's why I pop Tylenol
Cargo coke come through, Dough bought 'em all
Full link furs, Russian hats from Berlin
Two-tone Wallows, the cranberry dyed, I swirl it
Come on your block like n***as waving sticks like Merlin
Dominican flacko, n***as in long-sleeved shirt and
Just mo' money, the floor model looking so ugly
88 Daddy Kane Gumby with a low rugby
Bitches wanna rub my belly like "Ghost you so chubby"
"Bitch, I been out in Amsterdam getting dope money"
Boat money, submarine, ice, stay afloat money
Ben'll kill one of you n***as, so don't provoke money
WHY!? I'm going all the way up
On my Joe shit, blowing loud low on the cut
[Chorus: Harl3y]
Like man, these n***as say they with it man
Like how you trappin' but you in a house
If you n***as keep on yapping, man
Bet them shells'll be in your mouth
Like n***as said he from the best side (best side)
Tone Starks, I'm from S.I. (S.I.)
And got some n***as from the West Side
Keep on playin', we be in ya house

[Verse 2: Fat Joe (Ghostface Killah)]
Feds still trippin', tryna bag me on a coke case
Copped so many Bentleys, now they callin' me the Ghostface
Rollie presidential with the gold face
Send them killers to your door, n***a, Postmates
Contributions to the murder rate
We been toe taggin' motherfuckers since the Purple Tape
Styles told me to go green to keep calm
So I walked to Philippe Chow, ordered the green prawns
Free my n***as with cars in they garages
Louis V, Versace and Gucci in the carpets
I brought them things back from Mexico
Flexin' in the tunnel, that fentanyl and perico
You know Joe, then the shit lopsided
Came with that drip, you can go rock climbin'
(Go rock climbing, new Louis Vuitton diamonds
Me and Cartagena, it's two of New York's finest)
[Chorus: Harl3y]
Like man, these n***as say they with it man
Like how you trappin' but you in a house
If you n***as keep on yapping, man
Bet them shells'll be in your mouth
Like n***as said he from the best side (best side)
Tone Starks, I'm from S.I. (S.I.)
And got some n***as from the West Side
Keep on playin', we be in ya house