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[Intro]
We-We love you, Eryxse, aha
I'd probably suggest we make our way to Sweden

[Chorus]
Flip on the beam, turn a bitch to a ghost
SWAT rolling up, we got plenty to go
It's murder and money we think 'bout the most
Grab me a ski, I got twelve in the pole
Flip on the beam, turn a bitch to a ghost
SWAT rolling up, we got plenty to go
It's murder and money we think 'bout the most
Grab me a ski, I got twelve in the pole

[Verse 1]
Feel like a phantom
No manners like Phantom
My Glock in my denim
I'm focused, I'm chillin'
I'm chillin', you get it
Like nonе of these bitches will еver be with it
So, I'm not acquitted
I'm killing the witness
He fuck with my business
Some bullets is scented
The opps be addicted
My brothers be killing
You can't match this feeling
I'm raising the ceiling
Two bitches, they twinning
They know I be winning
The women a million
I'm feeling civilian
But I got to go

[Chorus]
Flip on the beam, turn a bitch to a ghost
SWAT rolling up, we got plenty to go
It's murder and money we think 'bout the most
Grab me a ski, I got twelve in the pole
Flip on the beam, turn a bitch to a ghost
SWAT rolling up, we got plenty to go
It's murder and money we think 'bout the most
Grab me a ski, I—

[Verse 2]
Glocks by the millions, a million a year
I see bodies on bodies, my mind is a mirror
I see blood, I see venom when I'm on a drill
I got hoes in rotation
Some bitch in my basement
I'm secret like Mason
It's "Fuck all the government"
Buy the bag, Birkin
Yo' body stop working
You creeping, I'm lurking
We shoot by the dozens
Got dozens of switches
The Perc' got me itching
My finger be twitching
The bitch always bitching
I fuck like a menace
Got bitches in Venice
You won't reach the finish
He finished, admit it
I fuck 'round, diminish
Her body an image
A image of death
And I creep on the scene with a vest, and I (Ayy), ayy

[Chorus]
Flip on the beam, turn a bitch to a ghost
SWAT rolling up, we got plenty to go
It's murder and money we think 'bout the most
Grab me a ski, I got twelve in the pole
Flip on the beam, turn a bitch to a ghost
SWAT rolling up, we got plenty to go
It's murder and money we think 'bout the most
Grab me a ski, I got twelve in the pole