Monday, August 10, 2020

Lyrics Nav – Free Santana

Lyrics Nav – Free Santana

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Why would I buy a Ghost if there’s a Phantom? (yeah)

You ain’t talkin’bout money, I don’t understand you (nah)

Got Amiri jeans, they ripped up with bandanas (yeah)

Got gorillas goin’ apeshit with bananas (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)

Got jewels like Dipset screamin’ “Free Santana” (free Santana)

Got class, I don’t fuck with bitches with no manners (yeah)

Got carat cut diamonds in the piece, I upped my standards

And you know I stay with my slime when I’m in Atlanta (slatt)


You know I stay with keys, my pockets stuffed with garlic naans (racks)

My bro don’t know how to read but he still know how to weigh a block (block)

Throw shots at me on the ‘Gram but real Gs never stir the pot

My opps, they on they live, only person watchin’ is the cops (stupid)

I don’t pay attention to petty shit

Better tell’em get off the porch, I get your granny hit (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)

Pockets and chops for nothin’, don’t mean next on the list (yeah)

My shooter come back, he might be next if he say he miss

When we say we ride’round with them sticks, we ain’t talkin’ wood (yeah)

Why do I take these Percs? ‘Cause they make me feel good (good)

Can’t ignore these thots, even though I know I should (should)

No 2pac, get two shots tryna play me like Suge


Why would I buy a Ghost if there’s a Phantom? (yeah)

You ain’t talkin’bout money, I don’t understand you (nah)

Got Amiri jeans, they ripped up with bandanas (yeah)

Got gorillas goin’ apeshit with bananas (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)

Got jewels like Dipset screamin’ “Free Santana” (free Santana)

Got class, I don’t fuck with bitches with no manners (yeah)

Got carat cut diamonds in the piece, I upped my standards (slatt, slatt)

And you know I stay with my slime when I’m in Atlanta (slatt)


We comin’ straight out Atlanta (atlanta)

I pour that mud in the Fanta (lean)

Born with a whole lot of manners (manners)

I’m fuckin’ on Dirty Diana (diana)

Can’t walk in my shoes, you know what it take

Run with the reel like it’s bitin’ the bait

I’m knowin’ that all the real niggas were late

They started hatin’ when I came out the gate

Sticks with me and I’m totin’ them sticks

Fuck-nigga mad’cause I fucked on his bitch

Came out the mud and they hate I got rich

Can’t be two-sided, I’m bangin’ that six

Gave him a 9, got lil’ brother the hit

Now where we go, eat the shrimp with the grits

Never can never fall in love with no thot

I get her kicked out like my [? ]

Been had the vision and I’m on a mission

I love all my niggas, we live so relentless

Boss when we hop in them Maybachs and Bentleys

I got me some top and put dick in her kidneys

She told me I was the realest to hit it

I hop in a Lambo’, go handle my business

I just been tourin’, been gone for a minute

She don’t complain’cause she know I been gettin’ it


Why would I buy a Ghost if there’s a Phantom? (yeah)

You ain’t talkin’bout money, I don’t understand you (nah)

Got Amiri jeans, they ripped up with bandanas (yeah)

Got gorillas goin’ apeshit with bananas (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)

Got jewels like Dipset screamin’ “Free Santana” (free Santana)

Got class, I don’t fuck with bitches with no manners (yeah)

Got carat cut diamonds in the piece, I upped my standards

And you know I stay with my slime when I’m in Atlanta (slatt)

all we work for is to satisfy you.