All these lame ass niggas boy they really just clowns
They be talking shit on twitter but in real life ain't down
These goofies scared of suspension but want all the attention
They beg for pussy pathetic I get that shit not to mention
You try to flex on the gram but nigga you ain't the man
I stay dripped all the time, run it back press rewind
I got shooters left and right and I stay strapped like a dyke
My flow goes crazy so crazy I'm making money you lazy
Your girlfriend calling me baby but I ain't with that shit
But she can still give me lip
Im the back of my whip
In the foreign I'm dripped and I got ice on my wrist
You know I stay with the shits and no my shooters don't miss
I'm getting money call me meek I get a milli
They be blowing up my phone while I'm just tryna get to philli
When I pop tags, it got you really looking silly
Wear whatever I want and imma rock it like its milli (Aye)
Like Danny imma pull up in a phantom
Know you messing up when you taking me for ransom
Got the racks that'll make you throw a tantrum
Imma need to sit down haters I can't stand em
I get the money ASAP no rocky
Know you better not play boy like carti
I don't even care if the haters say I'm cocky
If you mess around imma play you like Atari
Get your racks up
I'm way too overpowered man we don't even match up
Look at me first in line and you last up
Mess with us and you prolly getting slapped up
Ballin like I'm Kobe
All the girls at school they know me
Call me Obi Wan Kenobi
Got the force and got the rolli
Got the money and I flash it like adobe
When it's me and Lil Lemons we gonna always get the trophy
I'm getting money call me meek I get a milli
They be blowing up my phone while I'm just tryna get to philli
When I pop tags, it got you really looking silly
Wear whatever I want and imma rock it like its milli (Aye)
Like Danny imma pull up in a phantom
Know you messing up when you taking me for ransom
Got the racks that'll make you throw a tantrum
Imma need to sit down haters I can't stand em
Sobxcki - Phantom (feat. Lil Lemons) Lyrics
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All these lame ass niggas boy they really just clowns
They be talking shit on twitter but in real life ain't down
These goofies scared of suspension but want all the attention
They beg for pussy pathetic I get that shit not to mention
You try to flex on the gram but nigga you ain't the man
I stay dripped all the time, run it back press rewind
I got shooters left and right and I stay strapped like a dyke
My flow goes crazy so crazy I'm making money you lazy
Your girlfriend calling me baby but I ain't with that shit
But she can still give me lip
Im the back of my whip
In the foreign I'm dripped and I got ice on my wrist
You know I stay with the shits and no my shooters don't miss
I'm getting money call me meek I get a milli
They be blowing up my phone while I'm just tryna get to philli
When I pop tags, it got you really looking silly
Wear whatever I want and imma rock it like its milli (Aye)
Like Danny imma pull up in a phantom
Know you messing up when you taking me for ransom
Got the racks that'll make you throw a tantrum
Imma need to sit down haters I can't stand em
I get the money ASAP no rocky
Know you better not play boy like carti
I don't even care if the haters say I'm cocky
If you mess around imma play you like Atari
Get your racks up
I'm way too overpowered man we don't even match up
Look at me first in line and you last up
Mess with us and you prolly getting slapped up
Ballin like I'm Kobe
All the girls at school they know me
Call me Obi Wan Kenobi
Got the force and got the rolli
Got the money and I flash it like adobe
When it's me and Lil Lemons we gonna always get the trophy
I'm getting money call me meek I get a milli
They be blowing up my phone while I'm just tryna get to philli
When I pop tags, it got you really looking silly
Wear whatever I want and imma rock it like its milli (Aye)
Like Danny imma pull up in a phantom
Know you messing up when you taking me for ransom
Got the racks that'll make you throw a tantrum
Imma need to sit down haters I can't stand em
They be talking shit on twitter but in real life ain't down
These goofies scared of suspension but want all the attention
They beg for pussy pathetic I get that shit not to mention
You try to flex on the gram but nigga you ain't the man
I stay dripped all the time, run it back press rewind
I got shooters left and right and I stay strapped like a dyke
My flow goes crazy so crazy I'm making money you lazy
Your girlfriend calling me baby but I ain't with that shit
But she can still give me lip
Im the back of my whip
In the foreign I'm dripped and I got ice on my wrist
You know I stay with the shits and no my shooters don't miss
I'm getting money call me meek I get a milli
They be blowing up my phone while I'm just tryna get to philli
When I pop tags, it got you really looking silly
Wear whatever I want and imma rock it like its milli (Aye)
Like Danny imma pull up in a phantom
Know you messing up when you taking me for ransom
Got the racks that'll make you throw a tantrum
Imma need to sit down haters I can't stand em
I get the money ASAP no rocky
Know you better not play boy like carti
I don't even care if the haters say I'm cocky
If you mess around imma play you like Atari
Get your racks up
I'm way too overpowered man we don't even match up
Look at me first in line and you last up
Mess with us and you prolly getting slapped up
Ballin like I'm Kobe
All the girls at school they know me
Call me Obi Wan Kenobi
Got the force and got the rolli
Got the money and I flash it like adobe
When it's me and Lil Lemons we gonna always get the trophy
I'm getting money call me meek I get a milli
They be blowing up my phone while I'm just tryna get to philli
When I pop tags, it got you really looking silly
Wear whatever I want and imma rock it like its milli (Aye)
Like Danny imma pull up in a phantom
Know you messing up when you taking me for ransom
Got the racks that'll make you throw a tantrum
Imma need to sit down haters I can't stand em
Writer: Evan Lemons, Owen Sobecki
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid