Culture III

Having Our Way (feat. Drake)

[Lyrics]

[Chorus]

Last year I went ghost like Danny Phantom
Had to work on myself
Diamonds on my body they be dancing
Louis V on the belt
Play with my kids and I might go to jail
Bullets put bumps in ya head like it's brail
Weed get me comfortable, Pop out my shell
Too presidential, I need a Michelle

Hah, hah, hah heat that boy up with some shells
Might send ya nephew to hell
Hah, hah, hah, He couldn't just mind his business
Knock his teeth out, think that boy need a dentist
I'm sorry mama I turned to a menace

I got the master hold
Don't want no bitch with no massive hole (hoe)
Shots from the liquor go straight to her liver
Now she wanna be in my phone
Made a mistake when I smashed oh my God
Now this little bitch will not leave me alone
So I smoke purp when I puff to the stars
Too paranoid, think my folks is the narcs
Late after dark, might light a spark
Hit and inhale, hold it in don't cough
Must be in hell, I see the final boss
I'm ready to fight, I got my knuckles crossed
I wait for the bell
Bell, Bell, Bell
I wait for the bell
Bell, Bell, Bell
I wait for the

Last year I went ghost like Danny Phantom
Had to work on myself
Diamonds on my body they be dancing
Louis V on the belt
Play with my kids and I might go to jail
Bullets put bumps in ya head like it's brail
Weed get me comfortable, Pop out my shell
Too presidential, I need a Michelle

Hah, hah, hah heat that boy up with some shells
Might send ya nephew to hell
Hah, hah, hah, He couldn't just mind his business
Knock his teeth out, think that boy need a dentist
I'm sorry mama I turned to a menace

Phantom

jermelli