Ghost ft. Ethan K

Pull up in a phantom, and yo chick look she seen a ghost

Yeah my name is York, but T has never been to the East Coast

Believe me though

Marshawn monicker I call my shots no need for Pete Carroll

I run this motherfucker like I'm Usain Bolt

All this gold around my neck straight water like I'm Micheal Phelps

I been smoking hella trees, hmm, like I'm Micheal Phelps

Weight of the world on my shoulders working out my delts

Now you know i'm sick like a Make-a-Wish but you had your doubts

In the club like Ichabod, Crane

Liquor to my neck, my head is no longer a thang