50K - Waka Flocka Flame, Neon Dreams

I’m drinking champagne one deep in my phantom ghost

Bad bitch with me with me where my manners go

I’m drinking champagne one deep in my phantom ghost

Bad bitch with me with me where my manners go

My youngins sick sick where the antidote

Aiming at your top bust your cantaloupe

I’m drinking champagne one deep in my phantom ghost

Bad bitch with me with me where my manners go

My youngins sick sick where the antidote

Aiming at your top bust your cantaloupe (Pussy!)

He 46 and he’s still selling dope

How the fuck you ballin' with a car note

I’m in the trap real shit where the felons go

Cury never had a job he always use the bowls

Them youngins run up in your house what it’s hitting for

No mans just to let you know who did it ho

I’m from Riverdale all I know is get it in

I got weed I got Molly’s what you tryin' to spend

50k for a show and my niggas sellin' swag

She a red bottom bitch Versace shirt Birkin bag

I’m a get money nigga don’t use the carlot to protect

Before I leave my fucking house grab my pistol and my flag

Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check

My foreign car painted flat black

My girl hopped out ass fat

Paparazzi keep flashing pictures

Broke niggas looking wanna be these niggas (Pussy)

4 grams in my back wood, (I'm smoking)

Millionaire nigga still keep it hood (Riverdale)

Pay the extra 60 for that steel hood

Phantom ghost got a nigga living good

Turn up

I bet your bitch want a nigga

Hey come here shawty

I bet she wanna fuck a nigga

Hey come here shawty

Never be a broke nigga

Shawty see a platinum nigga

50k for a show and my niggas sellin' swag

She a red bottom bitch Versace shirt Birkin bag

I’m a get money nigga don’t use the carlot to protect

Before I leave my fucking house grab my pistol and my flag

Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check

Gucci Mane I’m the fucking man pocket full of zen

Whipping plans on the nigga grands change a nigga plans

Still know we keep it real chopping off your head

I’m leaving grounds, I’m a try the crown and I’m in the van

Say he hard and he goin' ham I don’t give a damn

Say he broke and a hundred million just went through his hand

I don’t cherish it I’m flying terrorist and crush you down

If you thinking he gon' take my grounds I’m a change your plan

You are a jam pussy nigga but I just came from Japan

I’m making fans off of growing weed super duper scram

I heard you found and jerked on your man now your nigga ran

Flockaveli you know that’s my man called the kid a damn

50k for a show and my niggas sellin' swag

She a red bottom bitch Versace shirt Birkin bag

I’m a get money nigga don’t use the carlot to protect

Before I leave my fucking house grab my pistol and my flag

Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check