[Chorus: NAV] Why would I buy a Ghost if there's a Phantom? (Yeah) You ain't talkin' 'bout money, I don't understand you (Nah) Got Amiri jeans, they ripped up with bandanas (Yeah) Got gorillas goin' apeshit with bananas (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Got jewels like Dipset screamin' "Free Santana" (Free Santana) Got class, I don't fuck with bitches with no manners (Yeah) Got carat cut diamonds in the piece, I upped my standards And you know I stay with my slime when I'm in Atlanta (Slatt)
[Verse 1: NAV] You know I stay with keys, my pockets stuffed with garlic naans (Racks) My bro don't know how to read but he still know how to weigh a block (Block) Throw shots at me on the 'Gram but real Gs never stir the pot My opps stay on they live, only person watchin' is the cops (Stupid) I don't pay attention to petty shit Better tell 'em get off the porch, I'll get your granny hit (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Poppers and chops for nothin', don't be next on the list (Yeah) My shooter come back, he might be next if he say he miss When we say we ride 'round with them sticks, we ain't talkin' wood (Yeah) Why do I take these Percs? 'Cause they make me feel good (Good) Can't ignore these threats, even though I know I should (Should) No 2Pac, get two shots tryna play me like Suge
[Chorus: NAV & Lil Duke] Why would I buy a Ghost if there's a Phantom? (Yeah) You ain't talkin' 'bout money, I don't understand you (Nah) Got Amiri jeans, they ripped up with bandanas (Yeah) Got gorillas goin' apeshit with bananas (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Got jewels like Dipset screamin' "Free Santana" (Free Santana) Got class, I don't fuck with bitches with no manners (Yeah) Got carat cut diamonds in the piece, I upped my standards (Slatt, slatt) And you know I stay with my slime when I'm in Atlanta (Slatt)
[Verse 2: Lil Duke] We comin' straight out Atlanta (Atlanta) I pour that mud in the Fanta (Lean) Born with a whole lot of manners (Manners) I'm fuckin' on Dirty Diana (Diana) Can't walk in my shoes, you don't know what it take Run with the real, I can spot out the fake I'm knowin' that all the real niggas relate They started hatin' when I came out the gate Sticks with me and I'm totin' them sticks Fuck nigga mad 'cause I fucked on his bitch Came out the mud and they hate I got rich Kept it too solid, I'm bangin' that six Gave him a knot, got lil' buddy 'nem hit Now I wake up, eat the shrimp with the grits Never, can not fall in love with no thot I get a kick out lettin' my buddy 'nem hit Been had the vision, now I'm on a mission I love all my niggas, we live so relentless Boss when we hoppin' out Maybachs and Bentleys I got me some top and put dick in her kidneys She told me I was the realest to hit it I hop in a Lambo', go handle my business (Skrrt) I just been tourin', been gone for a minute She don't complain 'cause she know I been gettin' it
[Chorus: NAV] Why would I buy a Ghost if there's a Phantom? (Yeah) You ain't talkin' 'bout money, I don't understand you (Nah) Got Amiri jeans, they ripped up with bandanas (Yeah) Got gorillas goin' apeshit with bananas (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Got jewels like Dipset screamin' "Free Santana" (Free Santana) Got class, I don't fuck with bitches with no manners (Yeah) Got carat cut diamonds in the piece, I upped my standards And you know I stay with my slime when I'm in Atlanta (Slatt)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
