Holy Ghost

She on fire so I'm trying to kiss the sun
Holy water with my Holy Ghost
Had to slaughter what couldn't grow
Off that yea i got her off that
I won't call back
She want all that
All black in my eyes
She so bad telling lies
Live my truth
Own the booth
Studio groove

You better move
She got nothing to lose
I'm too damn smooth
Yea she love the product
Balling yea I ball up
She want fendi gucci and the prada
Pops see my bitches and he getting prouder
Toes white like powder
She wanna be my flower
Want the money and the power
Showing out my respect
All I want is a check
And all you hoes you getting check
I don't need no mess
Baby I just never stress
It's your choice
Tell me It's your choice
Baby I just keep it moist
She love my voice
How I make that noise
Straight from Illinois
We bring the illest noise
And I got a poise
Too much to destroy
Losers always avoid
Winners made that choice
And bitch I made that choice
Undefeated I got to Win
Fuck them boys
I've been the man since I was the boy



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Santiago
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