​phantom

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, she bad for the neck up
I just made a bag, yeah, I got a check up
Aim it at your head, don't need a vest, yeah
Your bitch, your bitch in my phone asking for sex, yeah
Your bitch in my phone, yeah, you a mess, bruh
Bitch, I'm going ghost like Daddy Phantom
Bitch, I'm going ghost off the Xans, yeah
Know the drill, know the band, yeah

[Verse]
And I made another band, yeah
One shot too, yeah, we aiming at your cranium
Crash a four in the stadium
Me and 5k in the booth going crazy, yeah
She hittin' on my phone like I'ma read that
Me and Chris smoking blunts and counting big racks
I just popped a Xan, I might be going flack
I might be going flack, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, she bad for the neck up
I just made a bag, yeah, I got a check up
Aim it at your head, don't need a vest, yeah
Your bitch, your bitch in my phone asking for sex, yeah
Your bitch in my phone, yeah, you a mess, bruh
Bitch, I'm going ghost like Daddy Phantom
Bitch, I'm going ghost off the Xans, yeah
Know the drill, know the band, yeah