Bài hát Ransom - Lil Tecca. Turn you to a dancer. Yeah. Internet Money, bitch. Chorus. I got black, I got white, what you want?. Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom. I know I'm ’bout to blow
day. Payin' off the National Ransom Woe betide all this hocus-pocus. They're runnin' us ragged at their first attempt. Around the time the killin' stopped on Wall St. You couldn't hold me, baby
