Goin' Ghost (Extended Version)
I'm goin' ghost yeah I'm back up on the road now
I'm goin' ghost lot of friends turned to foes now
I'm goin' ghost gotta focus on the dough now
I keep a pole run up on me you"ll get blown down
I'm in the kitchen with my wrist up in a bowl now
I get bitches everywhere I fuckin' go now
Say you trappin' hard but boy you ain't got no clout
I used to be broke but they can't stop the glow now
I'm glowin' up
Lean pourin' up
When I started gettin' money bitches started showin' love
Trap life, fiends callin' got my phone blowin' up
I be up in traffic wit' a bad bitch smokin' bud
Yeah yeah
Water on me I come through and it's a flood
Yeah yeah
Fendi belt where I keep the strap tucked
Yeah yeah
Small circle not too many I can trust
Hit the gas, leave my haters in the dust
I'm goin' ghost yeah I'm back up on the road now
I'm goin' ghost lot of friends turned to foes now
I'm goin' ghost gotta focus on the dough now
I keep a pole run up on me you"ll get blown down
I'm in the kitchen with my wrist up in a bowl now
I get bitches everywhere I fuckin' go now
Say you trappin' hard but boy you ain't got no clout
I used to be broke but they can't stop the glow now
I'm goin' ghost yeah I'm back up on the road now
Hop up out the foreign smellin' like a whole pound
Water all up on my body hope I don't drown
Silencer up on the 30 it make no sound
Used to walk but I might pull up in a ghost now
Icy chain, all designer on my clothes now
Opps hatin' cause they know I'm bout to blow now
Watch your bitch or I might pull off wit' ya hoe now
I'm goin' ghost lot of friends turned to foes now
I'm goin' ghost gotta focus on the dough now
I keep a pole run up on me you"ll get blown down
I'm in the kitchen with my wrist up in a bowl now
I get bitches everywhere I fuckin' go now
Say you trappin' hard but boy you ain't got no clout
I used to be broke but they can't stop the glow now
I'm glowin' up
Lean pourin' up
When I started gettin' money bitches started showin' love
Trap life, fiends callin' got my phone blowin' up
I be up in traffic wit' a bad bitch smokin' bud
Yeah yeah
Water on me I come through and it's a flood
Yeah yeah
Fendi belt where I keep the strap tucked
Yeah yeah
Small circle not too many I can trust
Hit the gas, leave my haters in the dust
I'm goin' ghost yeah I'm back up on the road now
I'm goin' ghost lot of friends turned to foes now
I'm goin' ghost gotta focus on the dough now
I keep a pole run up on me you"ll get blown down
I'm in the kitchen with my wrist up in a bowl now
I get bitches everywhere I fuckin' go now
Say you trappin' hard but boy you ain't got no clout
I used to be broke but they can't stop the glow now
I'm goin' ghost yeah I'm back up on the road now
Hop up out the foreign smellin' like a whole pound
Water all up on my body hope I don't drown
Silencer up on the 30 it make no sound
Used to walk but I might pull up in a ghost now
Icy chain, all designer on my clothes now
Opps hatin' cause they know I'm bout to blow now
Watch your bitch or I might pull off wit' ya hoe now
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Sena
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