Released on December 9, 2017

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[Intro: Styles P]

Benji fields, what's poppin'

Light that shit up, Nino

Let's go, Machine

I'm hungry, eghhhh


[Verse 1: Styles P]

They ain't tell you that the Ghost is hard as fuck?

Dump like a garbage truck, told you that these rappers is trash

Think they tryna get me back, I'm the master, lay on 'em

Do homework, run in his home and spray on 'em

Ain't doin' that same shit, but doin' that gang shit

Told Nino I'm 'bout to eat, I could meet him on Saint Nick's

Up at Seasoned Vegan, I'm not the heathen to bang with

I'm in sixth gear, who you gon' get in this lane with?

If it's family, money, or smoke, yeah, that is my language

Not Hov old partner but you on some Dame shit

In the mirror all day and that is some lame shit

And I ain't wanna judge but it fills me with anguish


[Verse 2: Nino Man]

This that the champagne shit

I always got attention, been a wavy nigga

They watch me since a kid, ain't need a babysitter

Soon as you start to shine, niggas get shady wit'cha

Some niggas in your mom's crib like your baby pictures

I was starving eatin' franks and beans

Pause, now I'm a boss eatin' steak and greens

Yeah, I know I'm wild mixie but I hate the scene

I like my paper green, I can't escape the dream

They can't wait for me to fall like they out rakin' leaves

Bad enough I'm tryna trap and got to shake the D's

I'm outside tryna chase the fiends with the squad

These niggas mad they ain't make the team

[Verse 3: Styles P & Nino Man]

It's that bang-bang shit, thirty-eights with beams

Would you look forward to dyin' from me if I told you that my new name is natural cause?

Your girl supposed to dick ride, you should actually pause

Tryna hop up in the flick like an actual boss, same guns at the tactical force

Took off half of his back and half of his lap

I lit up a sack, I fall back 'cause the same shit could happen to y'all

Won't happen to me, that's the O.G

I'm Blackin' with P

I'm clappin' the heat, throw you in back of the V

They told me is no way out, I had to trap on these streets

Wasn't always rappin' on beats, I had the ratchet on me

Always had to dash from the D's before they catch it on me

Yeah, it's hard to stash it on me, I heard the captain on me

I was outside with dimes but niggas can't get a nickel

'Cause when they say you treatin' these niggas gon' try to trick you

Facts