Holy Ghost (feat. YXO SINCLAIR)
Yo
Woah
Eyey
Grind grind grind grind
Yo
Oi
Woah
Woah
Grind grind grind grind
Grind my weed I roll the roach
I pray to god the Holy Ghost
Grind grind grind grind
This got my mind in overload what
Oi
Woah
Grind grind grind grind
Grind my weed, I roll the roach
I pack the L, I smoke that dope
I pray to god, the Holy Ghost
I pray he watching all the bros
See Ima grind and go for broke
This got my mind in overload
Bro just said you're sho' to blow
Man I just gotta show these folks
Been at this since '010
They took the biscuit, Toblerone
I been rolling, smoking loads
I'm feeling wavey, row the boat
Came up from an O of coke
These roads are cold, I know the most
But I don't talk, I know the code
See most my bros ain't got no hope
Most my bros ain't got a clue
The things I'd do bring to bring em through
Go spit some shit up in the booth
Then hit the road and spin in a Q
I ain't got nothing to lose
But boy I got some shit to prove
And I ain't- I ain't finna lose
Nah ima turn U into two
Woah
And nah this year, I ain't messing
Cause I been on this for years and it's took til now to get ya attention
Swear I was 14 years old, I was putting in work while my boys was seshing
Shit, so I could not fold nah I'm gonna get it
Swear ima go flip this pack then I hit the lab, and I show my flows
I light my spliff and I flick my ash and shit, you'd have thought that it snowed
My bro just came from graft and he told me relax, like shit I know how it goes
I take these drugs, I'm comatose
I pray that I don't overdose
Grind my weed, roll my roach
I pack the L, I smoke that dope
I pray to god, the Holy Ghost
I pray he watching all the bros
See Ima grind and go for broke
This got my mind in overload
Bro just said you're sho' to blow
Man I just gotta show these
Been at this since '010
They took the biscuit, Toblerone
I been rolling, smoking loads
I'm feeling wavey, row the boat
Came up from an O of coke
These roads are cold, I know the most
But I don't talk, I know the code
See most my bros ain't got no hope
Yo I swear to god
Life a bitch I'm tryna marry off
Till I'm moving marriott to marriot
I'm married to the game, I'm gon play it all
Like a mariachi
These rappers chicken, now they teriyaki
I'm blowing up like nagasaki
Never caught a body, but I body all beats
Got drive like a maserati
Kick it like k-karate
Y'all soft, y'all all pilates
Wet pussies like WAP, they sloppy
Them bunnies be hoppin' on me
Need a crib out in abu dhabi, look
Every single verse I ever written seen the holy ghost
Leave it in a hole, six feet, portfolio
Sick like polio, sin antonio
Montana, no manners
Yeah
Every line is dope, I got more, got it snowing
I don't need these hos, need my bros, or my lonesome
Tell the holy ghost I need dough, don't need no love
I need loyalty above all
Grind my weed, I roll the roach
I pack the L, I smoke that dope
I pray to god, the Holy Ghost
I pray he watching all the bros
See Ima grind and go for broke
This got my mind in overload
Bro just said you're sho' to blow
Man I just gotta show these folks
Been at this since '010
They took the biscuit, Toblerone
I been rolling, smoking loads
I'm feeling wavey, row the boat
Came up from an O of coke
These roads are cold, I know the most
But I don't talk, I know the code
See most my bros ain't got no hopes
Woah
Eyey
Grind grind grind grind
Yo
Oi
Woah
Woah
Grind grind grind grind
Grind my weed I roll the roach
I pray to god the Holy Ghost
Grind grind grind grind
This got my mind in overload what
Oi
Woah
Grind grind grind grind
Grind my weed, I roll the roach
I pack the L, I smoke that dope
I pray to god, the Holy Ghost
I pray he watching all the bros
See Ima grind and go for broke
This got my mind in overload
Bro just said you're sho' to blow
Man I just gotta show these folks
Been at this since '010
They took the biscuit, Toblerone
I been rolling, smoking loads
I'm feeling wavey, row the boat
Came up from an O of coke
These roads are cold, I know the most
But I don't talk, I know the code
See most my bros ain't got no hope
Most my bros ain't got a clue
The things I'd do bring to bring em through
Go spit some shit up in the booth
Then hit the road and spin in a Q
I ain't got nothing to lose
But boy I got some shit to prove
And I ain't- I ain't finna lose
Nah ima turn U into two
Woah
And nah this year, I ain't messing
Cause I been on this for years and it's took til now to get ya attention
Swear I was 14 years old, I was putting in work while my boys was seshing
Shit, so I could not fold nah I'm gonna get it
Swear ima go flip this pack then I hit the lab, and I show my flows
I light my spliff and I flick my ash and shit, you'd have thought that it snowed
My bro just came from graft and he told me relax, like shit I know how it goes
I take these drugs, I'm comatose
I pray that I don't overdose
Grind my weed, roll my roach
I pack the L, I smoke that dope
I pray to god, the Holy Ghost
I pray he watching all the bros
See Ima grind and go for broke
This got my mind in overload
Bro just said you're sho' to blow
Man I just gotta show these
Been at this since '010
They took the biscuit, Toblerone
I been rolling, smoking loads
I'm feeling wavey, row the boat
Came up from an O of coke
These roads are cold, I know the most
But I don't talk, I know the code
See most my bros ain't got no hope
Yo I swear to god
Life a bitch I'm tryna marry off
Till I'm moving marriott to marriot
I'm married to the game, I'm gon play it all
Like a mariachi
These rappers chicken, now they teriyaki
I'm blowing up like nagasaki
Never caught a body, but I body all beats
Got drive like a maserati
Kick it like k-karate
Y'all soft, y'all all pilates
Wet pussies like WAP, they sloppy
Them bunnies be hoppin' on me
Need a crib out in abu dhabi, look
Every single verse I ever written seen the holy ghost
Leave it in a hole, six feet, portfolio
Sick like polio, sin antonio
Montana, no manners
Yeah
Every line is dope, I got more, got it snowing
I don't need these hos, need my bros, or my lonesome
Tell the holy ghost I need dough, don't need no love
I need loyalty above all
Grind my weed, I roll the roach
I pack the L, I smoke that dope
I pray to god, the Holy Ghost
I pray he watching all the bros
See Ima grind and go for broke
This got my mind in overload
Bro just said you're sho' to blow
Man I just gotta show these folks
Been at this since '010
They took the biscuit, Toblerone
I been rolling, smoking loads
I'm feeling wavey, row the boat
Came up from an O of coke
These roads are cold, I know the most
But I don't talk, I know the code
See most my bros ain't got no hopes
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Writer(s): Billyboy Fitch
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