Ghost
(Bling, bling)
(Bling, bling, bling, bling)
Hope in this ghost, I get the moving
They don't want no smoke, they know how we moving
Cause I told her back up, I got this mac up
Their ain't nothing to it
Cause I'm from the bush, little bitch get in tune then
I told her make it all
Go ahead shake it all
Bet she gone shake it off
Dripping in Saint Laurent
I get the flexing in Margielas, bet you she gone tryna come home
She gonna fuck up on me then I'm gone pass her to my bro
Why she can't leave me alone (Ooo)
I cannot fuck with no hoe
Tryna keep shit on the low (Ooo)
Then I go
Designer is all on me and they don't know
And she could get with me only if she cold
Hope in this ghost, I get the moving (Woah, woah)
They don't want no smoke, they know how we moving
Cause I told her back up, I got this mac up
Their ain't nothing to it
Cause I'm from the bush, little bitch get in tune then
I'm tryna see wassup
Fiends calling down, how they hurry up
Was tryna front the breesh but now I'm stuck
Now I'm just gone ahead and push my luck
Why you acting tough
Cause she said she on her Ace shit
Cause I always wave shit
Every time I step up in a room, I don't say shit
But a nigga wasted
All you niggas basic
There ain't no comparing me and you, I'm in my spaceship
Hope in this ghost, I get the moving (Woah, woah)
They don't want no smoke, they know how we moving
Cause I told her back up, I got this mac up
Their ain't nothing to it
Cause I'm from the bush, little bitch get in tune then
(Bling, bling, bling, bling)
Hope in this ghost, I get the moving
They don't want no smoke, they know how we moving
Cause I told her back up, I got this mac up
Their ain't nothing to it
Cause I'm from the bush, little bitch get in tune then
I told her make it all
Go ahead shake it all
Bet she gone shake it off
Dripping in Saint Laurent
I get the flexing in Margielas, bet you she gone tryna come home
She gonna fuck up on me then I'm gone pass her to my bro
Why she can't leave me alone (Ooo)
I cannot fuck with no hoe
Tryna keep shit on the low (Ooo)
Then I go
Designer is all on me and they don't know
And she could get with me only if she cold
Hope in this ghost, I get the moving (Woah, woah)
They don't want no smoke, they know how we moving
Cause I told her back up, I got this mac up
Their ain't nothing to it
Cause I'm from the bush, little bitch get in tune then
I'm tryna see wassup
Fiends calling down, how they hurry up
Was tryna front the breesh but now I'm stuck
Now I'm just gone ahead and push my luck
Why you acting tough
Cause she said she on her Ace shit
Cause I always wave shit
Every time I step up in a room, I don't say shit
But a nigga wasted
All you niggas basic
There ain't no comparing me and you, I'm in my spaceship
Hope in this ghost, I get the moving (Woah, woah)
They don't want no smoke, they know how we moving
Cause I told her back up, I got this mac up
Their ain't nothing to it
Cause I'm from the bush, little bitch get in tune then
Credits
Writer(s): Ahlayah Springer
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