Danny Phantom

Lyrics

[Hook: Shabazz] [2x] Sipping Codine, I pour up in the Fanta I'm in Rodeo; Hopping out of Phantoms So many drugs I see ghosts like I'm Danny Trap nigga, make your bitch drop her panties Im on Largo road with Lil D and Manni So many hits, my trap line started jammin' So many hits, my trap line started jammin' [Verse 1: Shabazz] Walk him down; Double glicks in-case one jam up Pakk Boy; Band Up gang in the mansion Bro off two Xanax and he spazzin' I'm off Percocets, my diamonds is dancin' Glock 30, and that bitch is a cannon Shooters creepin' in your chimney [?] Pulled out a choppa now that boy a tranny Put your bitch on a boot she drop her panties Slide in a coupe, and the dash digital Go to the club just to fuck up the picture booth Bro got the gas and he got chickens too Keep the windows up, bro aim out the sun roof If you rapping like me, I just might son you Your bitch say you broke, I just might go fund you Trap open 24 like iHop Christian Louboutin, I might play hopscotch When I say "Shabazz Nigga" your bitch heart stop That bitch got torch; I call her hot box I want a Porsche; I don't like Mazda Bitch Italian; Slurp it up like it's pasta I'm with Rude Boy, you know he a Rasta I'm with the gang, all my niggas is monsters' Gankin' for guwap, you know that we mobbin' These niggas snakes so the Glock in my boxers [Hook: Shabazz] [2x] Sipping Codine, I pour up in the Fanta I'm in Rodeo; Hopping out of Phantoms So many drugs I see ghosts like I'm Danny Trap nigga, make your bitch drop her panties Im on Largo road with Lil D and Manni So many hits, my trap line started jammin' So many hits, my trap line started jammin' [Verse 2: Shabazz] Got a bitch at Bowie State like I'm Fetty Wap Plug gave me 10 for 17; I fuck with Wap Brother locked up, he ten toes down I fuck with [?] Niggas still sipping foo ass Wockhardt When the glizzy rock, it sound like pop rocks At my cougar house; She still wear drop socks In a Jaguar, that bitch got a hot spot She got a condo turn it to my trap spot Keep it on me, lil bitch you know I trap alot Free Q Da Fool; Mr. Fukk It Up, get it back Free Lil Mar, he had 9's in his backpack I remember selling dimes in a Nap-sack Ooo, switch the flow up they can't stand it Black and white Panamera, like a Panda Bro in the trap with Whitney and Amanda Pour up a 4 in a Pineapple Fanta Double G holster; My Glock ain't got standards Fuck up a check when I got to Atlanta Bro off the Xanny', you know he can't stand up Go to Vegas, cause' I'm running my bands up Send more than a thousand grams out in Frostburg Pull up on a nigga block with the Mossberg I'm in the club with my Glock And that bitch came with 22 shots [Hook: Shabazz] [2x] Sipping Codine, I pour up in the Fanta I'm in Rodeo; Hopping out of Phantoms So many drugs I see ghosts like I'm Danny Trap nigga, make your bitch drop her panties Im on Largo road with Lil D and Manni So many hits, my trap line started jammin' So many hits, my trap line started jammin'