[Intro] Let's k** these n***as, fools f** it [Verse] Got it popping, got it hitting He and the mic is like Jordan and Scott Pippen Stand up n***a, you know that I'm not slipping If I do, then I'm springing up We can talk about money if you bring it up We can buy things if you bring enough We can get high, then we can get fly Then high again, bang with me, I will string the leviathan I'm so hot, I should probably hang with the firemen So they can cool me off You're making a movie, I shut the movie off, n***a On that "chill, change the channel" sh** Styles flip, they don't know how to handle it They better talk to his management He seem cool and I don't want to damage him I'm in something fast with the handling Yeah, like the speed, I get my handle on Play me, that will be the block they put the candles on I'm telling you n***a, how hood is this? I'm an a**hole, and you're an a**hole, but You b**h a** n***a, I ain't full of sh** I'm hoping you get it, you probably won't You acting like you're tough but the rest of the lobby won't If you ain't Elliott Wilson, you shouldn't be a yellow n***a Get ready for the combat, jack And I might tax these n***as when I'm trying to be a mellow n***a Imagine Ghost do journalism Interview all of these rappers and keep the burner with him Nine in his mask and tell him pop off now The cash that you're talking 'bout, drop off now You know the time n***a, take the watch off now If it's fake, I'ma clean, take the Glock off now If he say he're hard too, he's just a knock off Styles Ghost, n***a