Ghost (feat. Blk9, Money Moe & Frescotoldya)

This that 03 gang type shit nigga
Yeah
Me and my nigga Pe$o
And y'all know what they call me
Money Moe, yeah

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost
Hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost

Doing a hunnit with like 10 racks
That nigga, yeah I been that (Been that nigga)
That's big facts, no cap, stay strapped
Made my first 10, then I turned that to 100 racks (On my Money Mitch)
Price on your head
My nigga we can order that
Bitch still on my dick
Marshawn Lynch, I had to run it back
Never saving hoes Drew Brees, I had to throw her back
Hit the Milly Rock, then the Bop
She moves the glock when she gives top
I'm a Westside nigga it's forever fuck the ops
I'm doing a 100!

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost
Hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost

I'll tell you one time no one time
Tell em about the gun line
Cherry swisher scent loud pack like two 12's (Yeah yeah)
I mean well but I raise hell
Third night she broke curfew
She loves meat and not tofu
I'm standin same old two step (Ayyee)
Like I got the blueprint (Ayyyee)
Gimme this and take that
Matter of fact take that
Betty Aspen no decals (Take that)
White girl, female
Count more than 2 thous, it's no longer a hobby!

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost

Swervin and I'm lurkin and I'm surfin that's for certain
On these verses puttin work in, get the bag this not a birkin
I'm not braggin I'm not boastin
No emotion I'm the coldest
Feel the Holy Spirit when you hear it, call it gettin ghosted
Roasted and I'm toasted, posted up I'm focused
For the bonus, when I flow it's like I'm givin em hypnosis
You already know this bet that you didn't even notice
This that hocus pocus to the ones who actin bogus
(Man I told ya)

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost
Hundred in the taxi (Word)
Lane go me swerving (Swerve)
Double C your purses
She laughing and she smiling (Word)
Niggas they be trusty
Hit you up no mercy
I speak cold a nigga getting ghost



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jackson, Teddy Riley
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