Hear ye, hear ye  Yessir  Got my dog Lil Wyte in the house  Lil Wyte!  You dig it? Then dig this shit  He gon tell you how we do it in Memphis city streets  Fraiyser Bay Area  Ghost ride a lil bit out there    [Chorus 2x]  I Ghost ride the whip  Always syrup sip  Ridin through the hood with a real bad bitch  Car changin colors ridin high and gotta piss  26s flickin so you know that im the shit    [Verse 1]  I ghost ride the whip  I jump out the car and flick  Its easier to do it with Lamborghini doors on ya shit  TV screens? Nope, but an over $50000 studio  What was I thinkin? I only paid $700 fo it  Make a track in the back while i crack another seal  Show no slack with that yak pass the blunt and give me pills  Its 2 pints of syrup in the mini fridge sittin on chill  And a sprite and ice dispencer right beside the steering wheel  I drank that drank and smoke that dank with a real bad bitch  Bendin through the hood to be exact we on 26  Inches sittin high  Haters sick when i ride by  Thats why i keep a cannon in my lap in case they wanna try    [Chorus]    [Verse 2]  Im screwed up like a motherfucker!  My minds sittin on easy street  Ghost ridin the whip sittin high rollin up the greenery  Tell me can you stop the colors from flippin on the scenery  Bangin so hard you feelin me way before you even seein me  I got that thang cocked its stashed but not far out of reach from me  Get wrong and ill put some knots on yo door like a peaches seed  Then run home to yo momma and holla Lil Wyte been bein mean to me  But im gone motherfucker i had to mash out theres plenty more streets to creep  The Bay Area and bitch we keep big stacks of that stinkery  I sip syrup motherfucker and dont really care what you think of me  A bad blonde broad beamin up my charm and my pinky ring  Shes wearin a skirt and through the rear view mirror i can see her thingy thing    [Chorus]