The Rizzler

Ghost, told bro don't trip, hit the hotline and I don't even race to the top five

I be on my shit when the sun down and I don't even switch when the sun rise

I'ma pop this half for a good flight if the whole thing gone, it's a good night

Ledger gone stay cold for the hot life putting you on to the money but you don't

Wanna listen cause nigga you jaded Thinking I'm checking on you but I can't

Give a fuck cause I keep getting faded Niggas is thinking they running, off wait

Till we float up and catch you on sneak Sluggers is coming, out dummy size duck and

They tapping you in your physique felt lost but I found me

The whole time Feel good, real smile, man the whole nine

But I'm still on point when I'm outside four-four four-zero and a lil' nine