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Phantom Video (MV)




Performed By: GeneralBackPain
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: travon hibler
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GeneralBackPain - Phantom Lyrics




Look, my hands attracted like a magnet to the 5th home
You niggas mad trash, too wack for me to diss
New school rascass, I'm a heathen with the piff
Exist for the beef and release this beam on your shit

Navy, marine, green beamer, watch it shift
The hammer leave a couple beams steaming on your shit
The momentum of the triple beam swing on my ship
I ease up out the chair and watch the tea as it drips

Then tease the double D's on your chicks
Plumb it with the stick and pop your pops if you flinch
I'm humble but will rumble with a nigga bitch
I'm lit, make you stumble off the ratchet

No glove, you gon' catch it
I live low budget but it's lavish
Whipped green as a salad but the guts is all radish
I live low budget but it's lavish

Whipped green as a salad but the guts is all radish
I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the cages
What's the problem

I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the cages
What's the problem
I'm the phantom of the opera

I mash the black phantom past the cages
What's the problem
Phantom of the opera
Backseat of the phantom ass

Snicket with your mama nigga
I'm I and I with the nine like the resolution
Nurtured and mature, my style you view the elocution
Get into the bag of this evolution

My pants sag off the foams
I'm hopping out of brooms
I roll alone seeking retribution
My shooter had your body twisted like the Kama Sutra

Got invited to a bris and had to slap the doula
New two-tone timepiece
It's made to scuba
No bubble coke with the white and flu supras

I slumber in my doma cell
I've been tried on the truest
Roll around with the heater
Like a monkey who's the coolest

Round and pound all opponents
While I'm blacking out on flu shit
I'm body-bodied with the grammar
Niggas never bout to do shit

I dance with the devil, almost got seduced, did
Truth is, I'm a guiding light to this new spit
I've seen the schematics
I know that I'm the blueprint

I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the canyons
What's the problem
I'm the phantom of the opera

I mash the black phantom past the canyons
What's the problem
I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the canyons

What's the problem
Phantom of the opera
Backseat of the Phantom
Ass naked with your mama

Nigga
Flu, back pain, collabo, you feel me
Ain't nothing sounding like this right now
You know what I mean

Yeah
You already know what it did
Get down and lay down
Yeah, back pain, we're California, homie

Yeah
Phantom of the opera
Backseat of the Phantom
Ass naked with your mama

Nigga
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English

Look, my hands attracted like a magnet to the 5th home
You niggas mad trash, too wack for me to diss
New school rascass, I'm a heathen with the piff
Exist for the beef and release this beam on your shit

Navy, marine, green beamer, watch it shift
The hammer leave a couple beams steaming on your shit
The momentum of the triple beam swing on my ship
I ease up out the chair and watch the tea as it drips

Then tease the double D's on your chicks
Plumb it with the stick and pop your pops if you flinch
I'm humble but will rumble with a nigga bitch
I'm lit, make you stumble off the ratchet

No glove, you gon' catch it
I live low budget but it's lavish
Whipped green as a salad but the guts is all radish
I live low budget but it's lavish

Whipped green as a salad but the guts is all radish
I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the cages
What's the problem

I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the cages
What's the problem
I'm the phantom of the opera

I mash the black phantom past the cages
What's the problem
Phantom of the opera
Backseat of the phantom ass

Snicket with your mama nigga
I'm I and I with the nine like the resolution
Nurtured and mature, my style you view the elocution
Get into the bag of this evolution

My pants sag off the foams
I'm hopping out of brooms
I roll alone seeking retribution
My shooter had your body twisted like the Kama Sutra

Got invited to a bris and had to slap the doula
New two-tone timepiece
It's made to scuba
No bubble coke with the white and flu supras

I slumber in my doma cell
I've been tried on the truest
Roll around with the heater
Like a monkey who's the coolest

Round and pound all opponents
While I'm blacking out on flu shit
I'm body-bodied with the grammar
Niggas never bout to do shit

I dance with the devil, almost got seduced, did
Truth is, I'm a guiding light to this new spit
I've seen the schematics
I know that I'm the blueprint

I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the canyons
What's the problem
I'm the phantom of the opera

I mash the black phantom past the canyons
What's the problem
I'm the phantom of the opera
I mash the black phantom past the canyons

What's the problem
Phantom of the opera
Backseat of the Phantom
Ass naked with your mama

Nigga
Flu, back pain, collabo, you feel me
Ain't nothing sounding like this right now
You know what I mean

Yeah
You already know what it did
Get down and lay down
Yeah, back pain, we're California, homie

Yeah
Phantom of the opera
Backseat of the Phantom
Ass naked with your mama

Nigga
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Writer: travon hibler
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