PHANTASY by ENNCE Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I be leavin’ niggas leakin’
If they peakin’ round my way
If I catch a nigga speakin’
On the gang like he safe
Best believe I leave that boy left for dead at the—
Best believe I leave that bitch left for dead at the gates
[Chorus 1]
Blow ya’ motherfuckin’ brains out
Slidin’ with that thang out
Pro’ly snatch ya’ chain off
Since I’m runnin’ things now
Since I’m with the gang now
Since I’m runnin’ things now
Pro’ly snatch ya’ chain off
Since I’m with the—
[Verse 2]
He gotta 100 round with any nigga name
That wanna step out and test the ground
Think this shit a game
With that false claimin’ shit you like to do
Yea that’s the gang ‘til they step out with that (Doo-doo-doo)
Now you you was playin’
After that encounter shit ain’t been the same
Got ya’ grandma and ya’ momma worried asking if you sane
Look at what yo’ ass became
Like father like son, that’s who the whole family blame
Yo’ ass used to be afraid
But now you gotta father figure shootin’ off with triggers
Now ya’ can’t behave
Or escape nor explain
Why the I am the way I am
To this very fuckin’ day
[Chorus 2]
Hit the block and blow ya’ brains out
Slidin’ with that thang out
Watchin’ who you hang round
Fuckin’ round with E’
I’ll hit ya’ block and take ya’ gang out
Take yo’ fuckin’ gang out
Take yo’ fuckin’ gang out
Take yo’ fuckin’—
I be leavin’ niggas leakin’
If they peakin’ round my way
If I catch a nigga speakin’
On the gang like he safe
Best believe I leave that boy left for dead at the—
Best believe I leave that bitch left for dead at the gates
[Chorus 1]
Blow ya’ motherfuckin’ brains out
Slidin’ with that thang out
Pro’ly snatch ya’ chain off
Since I’m runnin’ things now
Since I’m with the gang now
Since I’m runnin’ things now
Pro’ly snatch ya’ chain off
Since I’m with the—
[Verse 2]
He gotta 100 round with any nigga name
That wanna step out and test the ground
Think this shit a game
With that false claimin’ shit you like to do
Yea that’s the gang ‘til they step out with that (Doo-doo-doo)
Now you you was playin’
After that encounter shit ain’t been the same
Got ya’ grandma and ya’ momma worried asking if you sane
Look at what yo’ ass became
Like father like son, that’s who the whole family blame
Yo’ ass used to be afraid
But now you gotta father figure shootin’ off with triggers
Now ya’ can’t behave
Or escape nor explain
Why the I am the way I am
To this very fuckin’ day
[Chorus 2]
Hit the block and blow ya’ brains out
Slidin’ with that thang out
Watchin’ who you hang round
Fuckin’ round with E’
I’ll hit ya’ block and take ya’ gang out
Take yo’ fuckin’ gang out
Take yo’ fuckin’ gang out
Take yo’ fuckin’—