Burn the rubber off of my tire, yeah My shootas got shootas and they 'bout to fire, yeah You on my level? Nigga, you a liar, yeah I'm wealthy and I got a healthy supply, yeah, yeah So I (Ghost, four doors) Don't reach for mine, just (Smoke your own) For me to throw a (Dog a bone) You gotta stand the fire, and I'm the lighter, yeah, yeah If...Learn More