[Intro]
(Nito, what up, my n***a?)

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Wouldn't be no different
I'm finna fly down to the D, I heard the casino trippin'
Whip this shit right up in your face, I don't need no chemist
I do this shit all by myself, I don't need no n***a
Flashlight on the Glock, I'm gon' slide durin' the nighttime
What I made last month, it'd probably take your ass a lifetime
I heard you went broke fuckin' up that cheese, he need a lifeline
This a 50 BMG, the bullets comin' out pint-sized
Huh, I put a fifty on my Glock to kill a n***a village
I got a deal for distribution, still independent
A million-somethin' up and I be still thuggin' in the trenches
Ghost slid with my Glock, I checked the mag, it's too many missin'

[Verse 2: Baby Ghost]
Bitch, what that pussy hittin' on? I'll probably buy it
You say he got some monеy on his head, I'll probably buy him
I got a nine, I call it Rondo, Lil Stevе drive
Glock with a flash, put it in your face, you better cover your eyes
Bitch, this a four-nickel, this ain't no baby 9
Right pocket full of blue shit, you ain't got a dime
Broke-ass n***a, you better fall in line
Your brother got his head tapped, you ain't drop a dime
Hit him in his back with ARP, crack his spine
He think he got more money than me and Tay, he out his fuckin' mind
Bitch, why you always on my dick? Leave me alone
I ain't got no heart, bitch, that's why my 'fit Chrome
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
M&P small as hell, the Glock big-boned
That bitch got to shootin' fast, I cut the switch on
.223s hit his lower back, it made his hip roll
You n***as out here buyin' petty ice, my n***as been froze
Fifty-seven hundred for this 'fit to gun you down in
Me and bro goin' thirty for thirty, we on round ten
Yesterday, they trolled on the 'net, today, they found dead
On a search lookin' for some purp, I done found red

[Verse 4: Baby Ghost]
She ain't never seen no money before, I whipped a fifty out (Nito, what up, my n***a?)
Showed her 40K, she pulled her titties out
Catch a rap n***a at the light, he Biggie now
Ran my money up and left that bitch, I'm shittin' now
Stand over a n***a with the K, hmm, eat his face
I be high as hell off the Percs, my bitch think I'm laced
Them n***as broke as hell, can't even pay Ken to beat they case
Ridin' in the striker with a Glock, bro just beat his case