[Intro: brass swell, chant FX, rising 808 sub, drop imminent] yeah, yeah [Verse 1: trap beat, brass stabs, 808 glide, chant adlibs] Ghost ride, no trace Too fast, whole life in a race See the ice, see the chain, whole face Talk shit, but you ain't in my place nah nah [Drop: beat kicks, 808 thump, chant FX] _Pull up in the cut, like who dat?_ _Deep in smoke, can't move back_ _Roll too loud, can't hear that_ “Wrist too cold, like a new jack” [Verse 2: orchestral hits, layered snares, hi-hat triplets] _Sippin’ loco in the trooper with the black tint_ _Chess piece—fall back, I don’t cap shit_ _Ain’t talkin’ to a lil’ fee, that’s past tense_ One call—skrrt, make a fast shift [Bridge: sub-heavy buildup, chant repeat, snare rolls] _Make a move like the king piece, that’s check, b_ _Neck on frost, got a swing set_ _I don’t fold, I don’t make bets_ See the game like a prophet in a space jet yeah yeah [Verse 3: Jamaican Patois — clean, rhythm-locked] Mi tall wid di stance, no fake Big man ting, mi nuh play shake Chat bad but yuh soft like cake Whole link weak, cya hold dis weight Crew step dark when di light gone black Tint full deep, seat lean right back Mi nuh seh word, but di scene get hot One likkle touch, mek di whole ting pop [Final Hook: hard repeat, chant energy] Ghost ride Ghost ride Ghost ride Black tint, I ghost ride Ghost ride Ghost ride Pull up, then ghost ride Yeah yeah
