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(Verse 1) [Stan Green] BMC b*t*h, uh You never heard a sound so colossal Had to bring it from the underground like a fossil What would Jesus do if not surrounded by apostles? He’d probably Preach the gospel out the Bible From a brothel, cause them hoes is down to swallow I like My slice of Americana with Marijuana No rhymer can terrorize, I been bombing em like Obama I was hosting yo mama before Wilmer Valderrama Back when Netflix and chill was a bottle and Sutra Kama Then we get in that hooptie and shoot to that old McDonald’s That dollar menu be popping when lobster is not an option Humble yourself before you get stuck on the shelf Can’t be one with the wealth until you be one with yourself (Hook) [Stan Green] (FIRE! FIRE!) One out the cannon My respect that I’m demanding Even if I need some TNT (FIRE! FIRE!) Still on the scenery if n***as don’t know who we be, who are we? BMC! (FIRE! FIRE!) Gone off that Hennessy, I tend to be so menacing, until I hit the THC (FIRE! FIRE!) F**k you know bout us? B*t*h we the ghostriders (Verse 2) [ELLI$] We all got a 24 Karat solid gold soul Thoughts of a convicted felon that’s never been on parole Why were the gold tips on the pyramids stole Where did they go, oh you ain’t know how deep this really go? This is King sh*t so what you expect, are you a slave or a threat You willing to die for a chain around your neck? I’m just asking questions, through the answers we learn the lessons The game is to be sold so I’m owed many blessings Every session every breath, every dollar every death is for the gold I don’t know what you was told truth be told I’ll take gold bars over foreign cars, separate the fam properly I bet I’ll sell that b*t*h I wake up in a new Bugatti I’m more King Tut than John Gotti The reason they want to silence me obviously it’s fire (Hook) [Stan Green] (FIRE! FIRE!) One out the cannon My respect that I’m demanding Even if I need some TNT (FIRE! FIRE!) Still on the scenery if n***as don’t know who we be, who are we? BMC! (FIRE! FIRE!) Gone off that Hennessy, I tend to be so menacing, until I hit the THC (FIRE! FIRE!) F**k you know bout us? B*t*h we the ghostriders (Verse 3) [LEGIN] Forever conscious, smell the pigs make you nauseous We bust back though, changing them into sausage Street Justice from heat busters, discrete hustlers Treat customers, Elite Smugglers, lean guzzlers Weed puffers, drama that horror Got that Colombian girl, Sofia Vergara Modern Family come meet the revolver, hit harder than Antonio Tarver Tough-talking leave you with a tux in a coffin Or wheelchair-bound, missing the walk in Riding that wave, wet like a dolphin Inhale kale, exhale coughing Young n***as bodied like abortion, kidnapped for ransom extortion Click clack, hand in enforcing, flipping grams into fortunes (Hook) [Stan Green] (FIRE! FIRE!) One out the cannon My respect that I’m demanding Even if I need some TNT (FIRE! FIRE!) Still on the scenery if n***as don’t know who we be, who are we? BMC! (FIRE! FIRE!) Gone off that Hennessy, I tend to be so menacing, until I hit the THC (FIRE! FIRE!) F**k you know bout us? B*t*h we the ghostriders
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