Danny Phantom (feat. Demonye Blackman) Video (MV)

(Yeah you know Talal in this shit)
Black and white fit, I'm really out here like my name was Phantom
Told your bitch I wasn't coming over and she threw a tantrum
I ain't talkin' with the opps, but you know I like the banter
Dumb nigga posted with some glasses like his name was Tucker
Get the work cheap, but when I'm dumpin' I be taxin' niggas
Green in my cup, that shit look like ectoplasm nigga
Bro called for the 'oop, so I knew I had to pass that nigga
We runnin' from the cops, but they never gon' catch me, nigga
Young nigga, I was fourteen, I flipped my first P'
Couple years later, I'm coppin' bows every other week
Tapped in with the plug, you know I get that shit for the cheap
If I gave yo' ass a front, you really only got 'bout a week
I just f*cked your bitch, recorded it, and put it on my private story
Nigga talkin' 'bout a cheap eight, I bet he jokin' surely
Bartender asked me what I wanted, I said a Temple Shirley
Bitch niggas runnin' when they see me, guess they in a hurry
If you standin' in my way, you gotta move 'fore you get punched on
I'm at the top, waitin' for a bitch that I could dunk on
I just sold a quarter to this cracker, think his name John
If you think about it, only real niggas know the name Bon
They put me on this beat, just like that, it's an instant classic
My nigga asked if he could get a zip, I said let me grab it
Lookin' at this red pint like, "damn, I really gotta have it"
If you see me with a K, like my jumper, that shit automatic
Black and white fit, I'm really out here like my name was Phantom
Told your bitch I wasn't coming over and she threw a tantrum
I ain't talkin' with the opps, but you know I like the banter
Dumb nigga posted with some glasses like his name was Tucker
Get the work cheap, but when I'm dumpin' I be taxin' niggas
Green in my cup, that shit look like ectoplasm nigga
Bro called for the 'oop, so I knew I had to pass that nigga
We runnin' from the cops, but they never gon' catch me, nigga
Police on my ass, so a nigga finna hit the dash
Lookin' at this goth bitch, damn, she got a lot of ass
Call you Sam, leave your face purple, head stuck in the grass
I'm a petty motherf*cker, left yo' ass in the past
I ain't droppin' prices on the work unless the bitch suck somethin'
Shot this nigga twice, somehow hit him in his belly button
My bag was open in the whip, now it smell like funny onions
This nigga tryna fight, he out here 'boutta die for nothin'
Nigga said the price was high, he must think I care
Niggas out here talkin' mad zesty, bet they want a pair
Woke up got my dreads cut, I wanted different hair
When me and Moose pop out, on my momma we be catchin' stares
Shoutout to my nigga J, he always stays with them bows
I'on even like to rap, how I'm always in the studio?
Latina bitch, she thick as shit, I hit then said, "adios"
F*ck, what the beat called? My phone got too many audios
Black and white fit, I'm really out here like my name was Phantom
Told your bitch I wasn't coming over and she threw a tantrum
I ain't talkin' with the opps, but you know I like the banter
Dumb nigga posted with some glasses like his name was Tucker
Get the work cheap, but when I'm dumpin' I be taxin' niggas
Green in my cup, that shit look like ectoplasm nigga
Bro called for the 'oop, so I knew I had to pass that nigga
We runnin' from the cops, but they never gon' catch me, nigga