Ghost

Front flips, back flips
She do gymnastics
I feel like I'm Zlatan
I just dropped a hat trick
Swear that it's magic
Don't know how it happens
I just play the beat
And then I just start rapping
They can't really do it like that
Quick but the tunes all wack
Slick but the moves do slack
Stick to the back while I attack
Quit scoping, shits roasting
Keep pouring, keep toasting
She's boring, she's boasting
Where's Dillon? He's hosting

Why she always hit my cell
Can't compute it like a Dell
I just hope she doing well
Know you miss me I could tell
Why you always do the most
She don't like it I suppose
I might text I gotta go
Then I hit her with the ghost

White jeans, North Face
Flint Tropics fourth place
I walk into your place
With white kicks, got white lace
They cannot compare now
We cannot play fair now
You act weird get stared down
Don't act like you care now

Why she always hit my cell
Can't compute it like a Dell
I just hope she doing well
Know you miss me I could tell
Why you always do the most
She don't like it I suppose
I might text I gotta go
Then I hit her with the ghost

Don't hit my Snapchat
She prolly checkin' my snap maps
CVS needa cash back
You slo-mo I'm fast track
Blue-ray then hit play
She don't want no delay
She top 10 needa replay
I build up they decay
Don't need no loose ends
You need me you choose them
I slide whenever you text me
She hit me looking all sexy
Pull up to the party with you really I don't get it
If you causing problems we'll be leaving in a minute

Why she always hit my cell
Can't compute it like a Dell
I just hope she doing well
Know you miss me I could tell
Why you always do the most
She don't like it I suppose
I might text I gotta go
Then I hit her with the ghost



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