Seeing Ghosts
If you understand that we have options on your time
And will ditch you in the harbor if we must
But if it all works out nicely
You'll get the bonus you deserve
From doctors we trust
Bitch, I'm outside with the hidden souls
Neck full of motherfucking hidden stones
And I think I'm seeing ghosts, I'm in a Phantom Rolls
Tell lil' baby follow close and I will take you home
When I call, bitch, pick up your phone
I can't feel my face, what am I on?
Love your body bae don't care if you got silicone
Know I'm 'bout a bag so tell me what you really on
Oh my God
I'm so fucking high
I fell right out the sky
And you wonder why
I think I fell in love with your illusion
You know your bitch a thot, yeah, she be choosing
And my pockets knotting up like a contusion
He ain't wanna check the score, he know he losing, my neck is bruising
Bitch, I'm outside with the hidden souls
Neck full of motherfucking hidden stones
And I think I'm seeing ghosts, I'm in a Phantom Rolls
Tell lil' baby follow close and I will take you home
Bitch, I'm outside with the hidden souls
Neck full of motherfucking hidden stones
And I think I'm seeing ghosts, I'm in a Phantom Rolls
Tell lil' baby follow close and I will take you home
If you understand that we have options on your time
And will ditch you in the harbor if we must
But if it all works out nicely
You'll get the bonus you deserve
From doctors we trust
And will ditch you in the harbor if we must
But if it all works out nicely
You'll get the bonus you deserve
From doctors we trust
Bitch, I'm outside with the hidden souls
Neck full of motherfucking hidden stones
And I think I'm seeing ghosts, I'm in a Phantom Rolls
Tell lil' baby follow close and I will take you home
When I call, bitch, pick up your phone
I can't feel my face, what am I on?
Love your body bae don't care if you got silicone
Know I'm 'bout a bag so tell me what you really on
Oh my God
I'm so fucking high
I fell right out the sky
And you wonder why
I think I fell in love with your illusion
You know your bitch a thot, yeah, she be choosing
And my pockets knotting up like a contusion
He ain't wanna check the score, he know he losing, my neck is bruising
Bitch, I'm outside with the hidden souls
Neck full of motherfucking hidden stones
And I think I'm seeing ghosts, I'm in a Phantom Rolls
Tell lil' baby follow close and I will take you home
Bitch, I'm outside with the hidden souls
Neck full of motherfucking hidden stones
And I think I'm seeing ghosts, I'm in a Phantom Rolls
Tell lil' baby follow close and I will take you home
If you understand that we have options on your time
And will ditch you in the harbor if we must
But if it all works out nicely
You'll get the bonus you deserve
From doctors we trust
Credits
Writer(s): James Haley, Jarrod Fisher
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