Rolls in the smoke, we ride like ghosts,
Drippin' in the night, that's how we do most,
Game got me focused, clutchin' the wheel tight,
With every turn we take, chasin’ stars outta sight.
Lights flashin’, my crew never lackin’,
We the ones attractin’, while the other side’s slackin’,
Catch me dodgin’ the drama, shadows on the pavement,
Ghostridin' these streets, feel the rush, feel the statement.
Money on the line, yeah, we stack it high,
Fueled by ambition, watch the world as we fly,
Turnin' up the heat, through the corners we slide,
With the city livin’ loud, got the world as our guide.
Drippin’ finesse, in the lane, we elite,
Every moment's a chance, can’t accept defeat,
Rolls, keep it steady, while our vibes elevate,
In this trap game hustle, we got what it takes.
Lost in the rhythm, heart thumps like a drum,
Rollin’ through the smoke, where the wild ones come,
We ain't lookin' back, all our fears we've erased,
Chasin' dreams together, never missin' a taste.
And when the night fades, and the shadows grow dim,
We’ll still ride hard, every chance on a whim,
So burn one for the crew, let the world know we flow,
As we roll through the smoke, never break, just grow.
That's the life we chose, caught in the vibe,
With these sticks and our grips, feelin’ oh so alive,
So keep rollin’ in the smoke, let the echoes unfold,
In this trap we create, there’s more to be told.
Trap
Smoke, Ghostride, Clutch, Drippin’, Game, Rolls