Spitta, what up (Yeah) Fraud, what up (Yeah) This that fly shit (Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches, baby) Right up my alley (We smoking weed in it) (La musica de Harry Fraud) She got the combination to the safe memorized Gathered the contents and slide We rehearsed the move like several times Don't hesitate when you inside, that's how many others died It's a lot that come with this life Big money, cars, take dangerous rides Living like stars, millionaires pushing the line Passed out before I got a chance to pray to God and ask him to let us survive Eastside New Orleans, Trans-Am slide Supersport Camaro's, Corvettes and foreigns in a line Quarantine made it harder to stunt But I'm still finna order new wheels from my truck I been prepared like this, been saving up And I'm still stackin' while my brand new tires scratchin' For my son, I'm settin' a player ass example Show that boy how cool his daddy is Bitches call me daddy too but she not my kid She call you about the phone bill, buy her a new fridge She call me to feel it in her ribs The four settings on my wrist, presidential with no diamonds bitch Front of the plane where you can't sit Acquired what you can't get Password required for entrance We can tell you ain't a member here Fishing for styles in a recycle bin, yeah The latest car chase looked pure showbiz. Police say they've never seen anything like it. Two suspects put the top down on a convertible, sped through the rain and showed off four bystanders Top down on the convertible, that's kind of nuts Got a house I ain't sleep in yet, sea plane to a private island And if you ain't get to meet me yet They call me Ghost, I'm a God if you ain't greet me yet Down shifted in something foreign, should see me drift I drift off in my thoughts and make a dope rap up God forbid I back slide and pick the coke back up Got no time for the drama, they love me in the trenches El Hefe of the mud, you are looking a little informant Probably boat, big float Supercharger turbo in the whip, yeah it's skid row Know I'm blasting Death Row, know I'm blasting Esco Probably playing show room right out of the showroom Need some motivation, nigga look at me, let's go Entrepreneur, so raw, right on the tenth floor Getting bent, bump into my niggas, I get bent more Air shit out, let me rhyme, I'ma vent y'all Kill a big, take the key, fuck I need a 10 for Call the plug, he gon' come any time you send for it Never play with me if you know what a bullet's meant for Jet Life, D-Block, niggas should repent more Ghost! For these two men running from the police turned into a bizarre scene right out of a Hollywood movie