Ghost Rider
I'm a dog stole your bitch
What the fuck you finna do
I send one of my shooters
And he handles ya whole crew
Get a clue
I see the devil standing in the mirror
Every day, what the fuck
I look like scared of you
Fuck boy get a grip
While I be grippin' all up on the Glock
Shawty be grippin' all up on my cock
Lookin like oh my god I am shocked
I'm a god damn mack
And you boys look like a wreck
I just fucked up on my bitch
While I'm thumbin' through a check
Yeah, 20's 50's 100's anything you'd imagine
This just music money bitch
Think of when I was trappin'
I'ma lowkey south side no good bandit
But I never crash
Baby off them drugs I'm a dragon
I'm a fuckin' rider
You a fuckin' hider
Creepin' while you sleepin'
Feelin' something like a spider
No, you cannot see me bitch
I'm like a ghost rider
Feel like the ghost rider
When I pull up leave you under the tyres on fire
Yeah, I'm on some shit
Perky got me geekin' betta watch yo shit
Feelin like oh jeesy I just pulled up with that musty
Shawty wanna fuck me let her know that she disgusting
Walk up with that paq we ain't friends you a custy
You don't wanna cross me, run away if you lucky
I'ma be the best until the day I'm in a grave
Till death do us part but in death I'll be saved, yeah
What the fuck you finna do
I send one of my shooters
And he handles ya whole crew
Get a clue
I see the devil standing in the mirror
Every day, what the fuck
I look like scared of you
Fuck boy get a grip
While I be grippin' all up on the Glock
Shawty be grippin' all up on my cock
Lookin like oh my god I am shocked
I'm a god damn mack
And you boys look like a wreck
I just fucked up on my bitch
While I'm thumbin' through a check
Yeah, 20's 50's 100's anything you'd imagine
This just music money bitch
Think of when I was trappin'
I'ma lowkey south side no good bandit
But I never crash
Baby off them drugs I'm a dragon
I'm a fuckin' rider
You a fuckin' hider
Creepin' while you sleepin'
Feelin' something like a spider
No, you cannot see me bitch
I'm like a ghost rider
Feel like the ghost rider
When I pull up leave you under the tyres on fire
Yeah, I'm on some shit
Perky got me geekin' betta watch yo shit
Feelin like oh jeesy I just pulled up with that musty
Shawty wanna fuck me let her know that she disgusting
Walk up with that paq we ain't friends you a custy
You don't wanna cross me, run away if you lucky
I'ma be the best until the day I'm in a grave
Till death do us part but in death I'll be saved, yeah
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Writer(s): Raymond Marcel Ramirez
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