I'm Sorry Hun
Ghosty (Ghosty)
(Yo, job weren't done, I gotta spin that, been bad)
(No, we ain't down for the chit-chat)
(Runnin' through blocks done, thought I was lost)
(True say that I clocked)
(When he done them the zig-zags)
(What's that about?)
(The fuck's the link-ups about?)
(What's going on man?)
Yo, look
Job weren't done, I gotta spin that, been bad (brr)
No, we ain't down for the chit-chat (don't do it)
Runnin' through blocks done, thought I was lost
True say that I clocked, when he done them the zig-zags (aw, man)
Fully involved, I'ma send that O
You know the white came wrapped
And it's comin' like Riff Raff (it did)
No phone calls in the T 'cah the signals peek
Got me upset ringin' down giff-gaff (prrr)
No, they ain't got a mash, come live like ours is (nah)
In the circle, you know you're the target (Ricky)
I was upset when I never saw none
And he donе two wrong, so he got red carded
Bro's in jail with thе Scousers, plugs
Any times that he phones, got him saying' "You're our kid" (you're our kid?)
Said that he's on road, but he ain't involved
Had me looking at bro, but I'm still dischargin'
You know me and my bro's in Bayern
Me and my G, Gnabrys, no cap (get it)
If it weren't me and the bros, who's slidin'?
Dotty position, recline that back (that back)
Post-trauma, had their block on hidin'
What's ridin' when they're firin' blanks?
No hand signs, we ain't doin' up mimin'
No hand signs when we let that slap
I'm sorry hun (hun)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
Go spin this whip, I will empty the clip
You know I don't stunt (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none (zero)
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (ha-ha)
I'm sorry hun (swoo-wee)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
It could've been more, he could've got four
But donny got one (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (look, yo)
Got Will with a Smith
Me and this mash, we're entangled still
I was out late on a lurk, all pissed
They ain't got heart, couldn't take this thrill
Side by side in the ride, that's light
I'ma hold that tight, I'ma break that seal
I done went -, done went -
So I went -, then I cut through -
Cutie, she's pretty as fuck
Lovin' the way man rocks with it (she does)
Big smile when I step in the place
Try act up, beat off the mash with confidence (of course)
They got no corn, their friends been scored
They got no work on documents (none)
No corn for the nine, so I grab that .12
For a I-O-U, no consonant (ha-ha)
Sweet one, take this
She said that I might get raided (aw, man)
You know me and my bros are the ones who does this
We made the whole block vacant (we did it)
New coupe, spaceship
It's only a bag man paid him
You know we make drills look bussy as fuck
We're ridin' if cops weren't bakin' (lucky)
I'm sorry hun (hun)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
Go spin this whip, I will empty the clip
You know I don't stunt (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none (zero)
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (give a look here)
I'm sorry hun (swoo-wee)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
It could've been more, he could've got four
But donny got one (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (ha-ha)
Ghosty (Ghosty)
(Yo, job weren't done, I gotta spin that, been bad)
(No, we ain't down for the chit-chat)
(Runnin' through blocks done, thought I was lost)
(True say that I clocked)
(When he done them the zig-zags)
(What's that about?)
(The fuck's the link-ups about?)
(What's going on man?)
Yo, look
Job weren't done, I gotta spin that, been bad (brr)
No, we ain't down for the chit-chat (don't do it)
Runnin' through blocks done, thought I was lost
True say that I clocked, when he done them the zig-zags (aw, man)
Fully involved, I'ma send that O
You know the white came wrapped
And it's comin' like Riff Raff (it did)
No phone calls in the T 'cah the signals peek
Got me upset ringin' down giff-gaff (prrr)
No, they ain't got a mash, come live like ours is (nah)
In the circle, you know you're the target (Ricky)
I was upset when I never saw none
And he donе two wrong, so he got red carded
Bro's in jail with thе Scousers, plugs
Any times that he phones, got him saying' "You're our kid" (you're our kid?)
Said that he's on road, but he ain't involved
Had me looking at bro, but I'm still dischargin'
You know me and my bro's in Bayern
Me and my G, Gnabrys, no cap (get it)
If it weren't me and the bros, who's slidin'?
Dotty position, recline that back (that back)
Post-trauma, had their block on hidin'
What's ridin' when they're firin' blanks?
No hand signs, we ain't doin' up mimin'
No hand signs when we let that slap
I'm sorry hun (hun)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
Go spin this whip, I will empty the clip
You know I don't stunt (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none (zero)
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (ha-ha)
I'm sorry hun (swoo-wee)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
It could've been more, he could've got four
But donny got one (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (look, yo)
Got Will with a Smith
Me and this mash, we're entangled still
I was out late on a lurk, all pissed
They ain't got heart, couldn't take this thrill
Side by side in the ride, that's light
I'ma hold that tight, I'ma break that seal
I done went -, done went -
So I went -, then I cut through -
Cutie, she's pretty as fuck
Lovin' the way man rocks with it (she does)
Big smile when I step in the place
Try act up, beat off the mash with confidence (of course)
They got no corn, their friends been scored
They got no work on documents (none)
No corn for the nine, so I grab that .12
For a I-O-U, no consonant (ha-ha)
Sweet one, take this
She said that I might get raided (aw, man)
You know me and my bros are the ones who does this
We made the whole block vacant (we did it)
New coupe, spaceship
It's only a bag man paid him
You know we make drills look bussy as fuck
We're ridin' if cops weren't bakin' (lucky)
I'm sorry hun (hun)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
Go spin this whip, I will empty the clip
You know I don't stunt (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none (zero)
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (give a look here)
I'm sorry hun (swoo-wee)
Your man ain't shit, I'll send him the addy
He still won't come, he's a bitch
It could've been more, he could've got four
But donny got one (aw, man)
I came with six, I beat off six
And now, I got none
I won't leave 'til the drill gets done (ha-ha)
Ghosty (Ghosty)
Credits
Writer(s): Ronnie Self, Dub Allbritten
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