[Intro]
Booze would have loved this drink
[Verse 1]
Fly n***as wearin' they Polo cuts
Take your flicks, throwin' the photos up
You can see the liquor through the Solo cup
The red or the blue one, homies got red rum
I cry for them and the newborns
A dark place in the bright lights
Watchin' Hidden Colors and (-)
Yeah, n***a do the knowledge
But I went to street college, so I cop it for the right price
Two and two is four, but if the fifth n***a roll
We gon' turn that four dollars into five doin' nightlife
Now go 'head and rewind that
No clothes, but you'll like my design - black
You can have a watch, but you never seen time-lapse
I'm a gangsta rapper, would you call this a crime rap?
Huh? Good question, ain't it?
My mind's a weapon, ain't it?
This sh** I'm spittin' for the record, ain't it?
A minute longer than a second, ain't it?
Check it, now go 'head, do the countdown
Tell me who you count on
You could count money, but you can't count love
How you write the amount down?
f** it, just let me bounce now
Light in the plane, n***a, I'm outbound
[Outro]
Ghost, I'm out