[Intro: Bizzy Crook]

All my check bustin' niggas

Get it right, getcha money

All my stock coppin' niggas

Get it right, getcha money

Only the niggas in the phantom can feel me

Only the niggas in the phantom can feel me

[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]

Humble when I get to the top

Before that talk is you gon pay me or not

A nigga plottin', learinin' for them niggas round me

They all seen a million, learnin' that your favorite rapper flop

Because his ego killed him

I can't never make the same mistake

Watchin' every step you take

So as my grades are fallin' off

Its starting to be great

My mom don't gotta know you

She would offer you a plate

But little do you know that you just fed a bigger snake

Bad, I hate a busta ass nigga

I ain't poppin' ass nigga

Name droppin' ass nigga

Roxy why that ass so fat

You deserve to be right where I'm at

I hate when niggas tell me

Keep workin' its gon pay off

Like I ain't have that rose gold paid off

And no I ain't been ghost

I just been movin' state to state dog

And I ain't got no day job

And still don't get no days off

Its good luck

[Hook: Bizzy Crook]

Its that shit that you could only play in the ghost (in the ghost)

Its that shit you could only play in the phantom (in the phantom)

This that shit that I probably wrote in the rove

Before you play this my nigga go get a phantom

And a lick, sip a brick, bust a check, rob a nigga

It don't matter

This that shit that you could only play in the phantom

This some shit that I probably rolled in the ghost

Before you feel it my nigga go get a phantom

[Verse 2: Bizzy Crook]

Really I just want love

Gimme gimme gimme mine

We was one for [?]

Split like a division sign

We would fuck for 8 hours

You was working 10 to 5

Hate when niggas tell me that they'll see me at the finish line

Like I'm about to slow down

Like I ain't bout to blow now

If you ain't know, you know now

A nigga never stayed at Paris

Except the Hilton

Last night at the party with Paris Hilton

It was somewhere in the air

Blowin' smoke in the sky

[?] my dog I swear Rihanna gave me the eye

You know me well dog

I don't lie about no shit like that

[?]

But I ain't ask for no flip like that

I know I told this girl that I would text right back

But you don't get a nigga back like that

I can't believe it

She was cheatin'

Now my money look greener

[?]

Sweepin' bitches every season

Good luck

[Hook: Bizzy Crook]

Its that shit that you could only play in the ghost (in the ghost)

Its that shit you could only play in the phantom (in the phantom)

This that shit that I probably wrote in the rove

Before you play this my nigga go get a phantom

And a lick, sip a brick, bust a check, rob a nigga

It don't matter

This that shit that you could only play in the phantom

This some shit that I probably rolled in the ghost

Before you feel it my nigga go get a phantom