Ghost
Rockin' the Louis bandana
Fuck up the street where I tag em
Pussy boy wanna act up
Trippin' I don't feel like that's a
Wanted man
Try me man
I wouldn't fuck with my temperament
I can go zero to hundreds like real quick
Cop a new kit and take off with your new bitch
Homie don't trip
I don't fuck with almost any the lames
Driving and makin' like hundreds a day
Trappin' to hackin' I'm switchin' the game
So don't you just stay in my lane
Grabbin' and cashin' the checks
Homie just rap and that's probably the best
No one be hearin' my flex
Takin off
Takin off
Nobody know that I'm great enough
Fake enough
Fake enough
Homie ain't here and I'm trippin' up
Pass me a tab
Yeah, I'm hittin' the lab
Trip on the fact
Mixin' and trust me you don't want my dab
Fuckin' relax
Pain doesn't miss when it lays in the stacks
Guap wanna piss when it grazes the bags
Fuckin' the bitch with my laser attached
This the new system
I shot and I missed 'em
I'm pullin' the triggers but nobody kiss 'em
I'm goin' insane and the drugs didn't fix him
Yet nobody listens
(This my time, yeah)
Pussy I might snatch your soul
Pussy I might snatch your soul
Yeah a thousand records sold
Yeah a million wrapped in gold
Yeah a billion meant to fold
Yeah I gotta kill the ghost
Yeah I gotta kill the ghost
Yeah I gotta kill it, I gotta kill it
Yeah I'll put a vato back to the grave
Robbin' mausoleums
You can barely see him
Push the wig back
Load the nine with the click-clack
Magic bullet in the chamber
Yeah I did that
Homie get back
Possessed by a force I don't know
Drivin' downtown
Followed by the shadow
Put it on the back burn
Pullin' out the black gat
Lookin' where the funds at
Lookin' both ways, is she there?
Keep the head low
Wouldn't care
If she done shot back
GHOST with the strap
Back of my head
Cold steel
Hear the click-clack
Ain't no runnin'
(Yeah)
She told me times up
Help me she ain't playin' I swear
Fuck up the street where I tag em
Pussy boy wanna act up
Trippin' I don't feel like that's a
Wanted man
Try me man
I wouldn't fuck with my temperament
I can go zero to hundreds like real quick
Cop a new kit and take off with your new bitch
Homie don't trip
I don't fuck with almost any the lames
Driving and makin' like hundreds a day
Trappin' to hackin' I'm switchin' the game
So don't you just stay in my lane
Grabbin' and cashin' the checks
Homie just rap and that's probably the best
No one be hearin' my flex
Takin off
Takin off
Nobody know that I'm great enough
Fake enough
Fake enough
Homie ain't here and I'm trippin' up
Pass me a tab
Yeah, I'm hittin' the lab
Trip on the fact
Mixin' and trust me you don't want my dab
Fuckin' relax
Pain doesn't miss when it lays in the stacks
Guap wanna piss when it grazes the bags
Fuckin' the bitch with my laser attached
This the new system
I shot and I missed 'em
I'm pullin' the triggers but nobody kiss 'em
I'm goin' insane and the drugs didn't fix him
Yet nobody listens
(This my time, yeah)
Pussy I might snatch your soul
Pussy I might snatch your soul
Yeah a thousand records sold
Yeah a million wrapped in gold
Yeah a billion meant to fold
Yeah I gotta kill the ghost
Yeah I gotta kill the ghost
Yeah I gotta kill it, I gotta kill it
Yeah I'll put a vato back to the grave
Robbin' mausoleums
You can barely see him
Push the wig back
Load the nine with the click-clack
Magic bullet in the chamber
Yeah I did that
Homie get back
Possessed by a force I don't know
Drivin' downtown
Followed by the shadow
Put it on the back burn
Pullin' out the black gat
Lookin' where the funds at
Lookin' both ways, is she there?
Keep the head low
Wouldn't care
If she done shot back
GHOST with the strap
Back of my head
Cold steel
Hear the click-clack
Ain't no runnin'
(Yeah)
She told me times up
Help me she ain't playin' I swear
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