JayOnIt - DÅNNY PHANTÖM Lyrics

Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom
Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom
I told these niggas I would get some money Now it's dancing
All these diamonds on my hand be shining feel like Michael Jackson
Huh, Pussy ass boy yeah stop that capping
We catch em in that Trackhawk at the red light bout that action
Smoking gas no I can't pass it
In a foreign finna crash it
Hoodie all on me Dead End the fabric
High off the drugs nigga i'm spazzing
He think he the plug niggas be acting
Niggas be two faced niggas be rats
If he want em pack he get hit with the tax
Spending it all then getting it back
Gang on call get a nigga whacked
These niggas be beefing i'm thinking bout racks
I'm building a legacy boy that's a fact, fact, fact
Water on my wrist finna tap, tap
And you hiding in the house like where you at? at?
Dead End shit I put on for the map
If I got to put the city on my back
Thousand horses when I'm sliding on that track
Niggas dissing on me give that boy a tag
Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom
Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom

Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom
Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom
I told these niggas I would get some money Now it's dancing
All these diamonds on my hand be shining feel like Michael Jackson
Huh, Pussy ass boy yeah stop that capping
We catch em in that Trackhawk at the red light bout that action
Smoking gas no I can't pass it
In a foreign finna crash it
Hoodie all on me Dead End the fabric
High off the drugs nigga i'm spazzing
He think he the plug niggas be acting
Niggas be two faced niggas be rats
If he want em pack he get hit with the tax
Spending it all then getting it back
Gang on call get a nigga whacked
These niggas be beefing i'm thinking bout racks
I'm building a legacy boy that's a fact, fact, fact
Water on my wrist finna tap, tap
And you hiding in the house like where you at? at?
Dead End shit I put on for the map
If I got to put the city on my back
Thousand horses when I'm sliding on that track
Niggas dissing on me give that boy a tag
Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom
Why niggas talking that shit boy, get yo bands up
Slidin in that ghost, I feel like Danny Phantom
My niggas just want
My niggas just want racks we hold 'em for ransom