I'ma just keep running on my pants off Take off out of place like tiny phantom I'm the dopest ghost in the mansion You can get my bands, I'm a whole different song I'ma just keep running on my pants off Take off out of place like tiny phantom I'm the dopest ghost in the mansion You can get my bands, I'm a whole different song Ransom, Ransom I done got my paper up, got my bands up Ransom, Ransom If you wanna smoke, baby, put your hands up I got a lot 19 all up in my bag Baby talking on me, he ain't got no swag Foreign race and not the lot, I got a track All these people sucking on me, let it get them mad I'ma just keep running on my pants off Take off out of place like tiny phantom I'm the dopest ghost in the mansion You can get my bands, I'm a whole different song Once upon a time, buried in a ditch I don't even know what happened to the fits Lately I've been laying low, getting to the chip No, I can't be taking stance, swear I'm too legit And lately, the only people that I know hate me Are the ones that I think are kinda crazy And baby, I can't see my toes And I'm thinking I'm a ghost I'ma just keep running on my pants off Take off out of place like tiny phantom I'm the dopest ghost in the mansion You can get my bands, I'm a whole different song I'ma just keep running on my pants off Take off out of place like tiny phantom I'm the dopest ghost in the mansion You can get my bands, I'm a whole different song Uh-huh