Turn you into a dancer Yeah, I got black, I got white, what you want? Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a Phantom I know I'm bout to blow up, woah, woah, why you dumb? They tryna take my floor, I take their ass for ransom I know that I'm gone, they see me blowin' up, now they say they want some I got two twins, but I've turned you into a dancer I see two twins, I was sleepin' on a bandana I got two thick thighs, wanna link the gang I got red, I got blue, what you want? The Chanel up, Balenciaga, Louis Vuitton She know I got the Fendi Prada when I hit Milan I needed me a Diorite, I need me the one I started from the bottom, you can see the way I stunt I want all the diamonds, I want that *** to wear time The opps, they tryna lie me, cause they hate the place I'm from But them niggas don't know me, they just know the place I'm from I got lots of shawty tryna pull up to my place But you ain't want me last yet, so just get up out my face They all up in my inbox, so I know they wanna taste I know they want my downfall, lil' nigga, are you list? I got black, I got white, what you want? Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a Phantom I know I'm bout to blow up, whoa, I ain't dumb They tryna take my floor, I take their ass for ransom I know that I'm gone, they see me blowin' up, now they say they want some I got two twins, but I've turned you into a dancer I see two twins, I was sleepin' on a bandana I got two thicc thots, wanna link the gang, uh I'm in it to win it, I'ma be the best, yes sir Started from the bottom, I ain't had no one, yes sir Had to get big on them niggas, Bruce Banner Bro split wigs, turn a nigga to a dancer I got hard, I got soft, what you want? Since the day that I been old, they been blowin' up my phone I can't hear them, I got all this loud in my lungs Thumbin' through these blue faces while I'm smokin' on rhymes I'm in the hills, count them bills I forget diamonds, chandelier, give a chill Felt like yesterday, I was just watchin' Fresh Prince Not a crew, like Bad Lil, ripped the Uncle Phil Money big, Uncle Phil Twin Glocks, Hill & Lil Niggas hate, Uncle Tom Spin them off me, hair sale Get them off me, go to hell Silencer, kill himself Tecca, take you for ransom, me, I put you in a coffin I got black, I got white, what you want? Hop outside a ghost and hop up in a Phantom I know I'm bout to blow, whoa, whoa, when you done They tryna take my floor, I take they ass for ransom I know that I'm gone, they see me blowin' up, now they say they want some I got two twin vlogs, turn you into a dancer I see two twin opps, leave him on a bender I got two thicc thots, wanna link the gang, yeah