Ghosts

I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
Hold up
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost

Knock knock
Ops tryna plot
Knock knock
It's the cops
Ya this glock don't jam
But it pops
How you talkin all that shit ya on ablock
Boy you in the jungle
Get that bag don't fumble
Sippin wok I mumble
Wood looks like a tunnel
Keep a piece hold up ya but no puzzle
Boy you better run before I kick shit
Choppa dike
Hold up
Ya Came with two tits
Ya yo glock ain't straight
It has a stiff dick
Ya it's finna bust bitch
Close yo lips

I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
I just hit this blunt
And I seen a ghost
Hold up
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost
Hop inside that coupe and I go ghost



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Writer(s): Harrison Carey
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