Ghost Ridin' (feat. Yung Bleach)
Aye
Ghost ridin, swan diving
Indabladed waters head first I'm dyin
No back window in my V6 drivin
Hair died black down to hell I'm climbin
Rippin off your wrist grab your watch I'm shinnin
Cold, dark streets mothafucka its the climate
Its the better then the rest, Rip your heart out of your chest
Plant me in the ground to infest all the rest, and ingest all the souls from the fakes of the west
Cashin checks from the blood that I rip from there neck
And they watch as I flex on they courpses while they dead
Given in the voices all up inside my fuckin head
Choppa talk a lot call that lil thing my bitch
Say you got one but its gone like your ex bitch
Buh Buh ya that's drama, My lil choppa, my lil lama
Smokin on exotic Marijuana, on ABlock with Ibarra
Hella commas, Hella zeros,no avenger but pussy I am a hero
Pass the blunt to the mirror
Smokin on cookie dro
Used to be a rookie but bitch now I am a pro
Came up from the bottom, now I'm on top no joke
Sippin wok was a problem, Now I just smoke
Northside Goon diamonds in my ear shine like the moon
All these kids just get the silva spoon
They don't work for shit
They don't work for shit
Ghost ridin, swan diving
Indabladed waters head first I'm dyin
No back window in my V6 drivin
Hair died black down to hell I'm climbin
Rippin off your wrist grab your watch I'm shinnin
Cold, dark streets mothafucka its the climate
Its the better then the rest, Rip your heart out of your chest
Plant me in the ground to infest all the rest, and ingest all the souls from the fakes of the west
Cashin checks from the blood that I rip from there neck
And they watch as I flex on they courpses while they dead
Given in the voices all up inside my fuckin head
Choppa talk a lot call that lil thing my bitch
Say you got one but its gone like your ex bitch
Buh Buh ya that's drama, My lil choppa, my lil lama
Smokin on exotic Marijuana, on ABlock with Ibarra
Hella commas, Hella zeros,no avenger but pussy I am a hero
Pass the blunt to the mirror
Smokin on cookie dro
Used to be a rookie but bitch now I am a pro
Came up from the bottom, now I'm on top no joke
Sippin wok was a problem, Now I just smoke
Northside Goon diamonds in my ear shine like the moon
All these kids just get the silva spoon
They don't work for shit
They don't work for shit
Credits
Writer(s): Harrison Carey
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