Ghost

Propane mixed with novocane in my Kool Aid
Bars on fire think a n*gga need a bandaid
Hear a beat then I steal it like a bandit
I'm so smooth yeah i'm moving like ballet
So broke all these n*ggas on leeway
Move so fast like i'm drivin on a freeway
Time of my life like i'm listenin to Green Day
Since I got money ima buy myself Balmain

Look

Ain't doing this shit by the book
This rapper don't need any hooks
Now all of these n*ggas are shook
Throwin the ball at the goose
Yes I did mean a Zangoose
These n*ggas are tying the noose
I heal them all up with the poof

Uh

I jumped on it
Call me Bad Bunny
Hoes they lovely
These n*ggas they salty
I respect them
The greats respect them
If not your rectum
Is fucked y'all know this
So stop and notice
The flows don't own em
Like me my swag is born from Soulja
Inspired by Em my dad is Stan
Logic I got Minaj my best
My body's Armani distraction Kehlani
I'm dripped Geneva these n*ggas need ethers
I pull up on the boss be like yo what it cost
He give me middle fingers so I stick it up is arse
I'm going all out like a marathon
These n*ggas can't hear me need a megaphone
They call me phony when I do the telethon
I came out the gutter Michaelangelo
Verified on Spotify yeah I got the stats
I ain't trippin when I say most n*ggas are whack
Hell i'm one of them I ain't got no slaps
Get the Glock 180 out i'm going bratata

People tryna tell me that my brother got some songs out
I've been doing this for 2 years almost 3 now
Still ain't fuckin managed but my music on some platforms
I don't diss my blood I got respect while most of y'all don't
Yeah you got your money and your platinum records shinin
But if it ain't your writing then I cannot call you artist
I was in the low my writer's block was something bigger
But I don't need a ghost just to stay an entertainer (Word)



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Powell
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