Phantom (feat. Large Poppa Nate)

I just
Hopped on the bitch
And I made it quick
Rotate the blunt
I just turned a twig
Bad bitch big ass
I met her on bumble
Bad bitch named cookie I'm making it crumble
Smokin' CBD
Make a DVD
Splash on yo bitch like a Sun Booker CP3
Got a new check I just spent it on foams
Lean that bitch over I think she from Rome
She blowin' my brass like I'm a trombone
Tommy in yo tummy like I'm Al Capone
I got secrets
If I tell you it's deadly
Killing, pussy, stealing, money it's all a medley
She thought I'm a nice guy cause I acted friendly
The second you said hey yo fate was already
Runnin' up a kill
Runnin' up the bill
I be fuckin' with yo bitch cause she can't stand still

Toss it
Snag that motherfucker I be runnin' in a track race
Fast pace pull up on the squad and we blast face
Bad bitch in the backseat know we blazing up
I know she a teachers pet by the way she sucking up
Toss her to the homie man you know I stay layin' up
220 on the dash ain't no way you keepin' up
Hopped in the Benz and it's peddle to the metal
Bitch pump the bass don't give a fuck about the treble

Take her on a field trip like Ms. Frizzle
I'm cookin' that pussy it bubblin' it sizzle

Bad bitch on her knees blowin' my whistle
Shoot my load on her face like missile

I got
Couple bands in my pocket
Need to deposit
My future got pussy bitch come ask the prophet

Bitch I'm a
Playmaker number one hit maker
Whip out my dick and she thought it was a lightsaber

Boo bitch
In the shadows like a phantom
My head worth millions bitch come get yo ransom

Baddie in the club she was calling me handsome
Way this bitch suckin' ion' think that I can cum
All you fuck boys this is your new anthem



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary James
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