Ghost Rider

Call her, Ghost Rider
Head so fire
Record what I say, but I got no wire
Started out low, but I bet she go higher
When she make that thang drop like a damn low rider, like
And she got stilettos with extensions
And I'm back with a mother-fucking vengeance
This place only let's 10s in
So she hit me with "can you get my friends in?"

Nah cause I gotta bad bitch on the horizon
She the only one in the group that got a license
I bring the heat, but you know she bring the icе in
Nice cake, baby I can bring the icing
Hеre's the thing, I'm nice with it, I might hit it
I want the suicide doors with the lights in it
I got your girl on the floor in the white linen
Never send a beat if it ain't got no fucking spice in it (ah)
Make the money stretch like I'm Reed Richards
No Sue Storm in my dorm, but I see figures
TO coming up, yeah I been himma
And I can make her come to life but like Ben Stiller
I'm Josh Allen, you Kenny Pickett
You got a Hermès belt but can't sell a ticket
I could out stream you off of one snippet
And I get the green, whole team yeah we been wicked

Call her, Ghost Rider
Head so fire
Record what I say, but I got no wire
Started out low, but I bet she go higher
When she make that thang drop like a damn low rider, like
And she got stilettos with extensions
And I'm back with a mother-fucking vengeance
This place only let's 10s in
So she hit me with "can you get my friends in?"

5 inch shorts, with the Keith Harring tee
Apparently, I'm the guy if you wanna share a scene
Need some air? Off the terrace, the AirBnb
I knew you'd like the view, you were staring at me, like
Nah, I just took a hiatus
I had to get my degree and level up on my cadence
I been testing new waters, y'all been testing my patience
I got the camcorder up and I been doing surveillance
I'll play it back for you, now the wrist be clean
Y'all can watch how I work like a Krispy Kreme
I like my whiskey neat, my whip misty green
I'm so close to my goal I can kiss my dream
In the backseat, hit the pen in the Uber
We pull up to the place, with a ten and some shooters (grah, grah, grah)
Pat Bates when she up in the mirror
And if that sound like you, put your cup in the air

Call her, Ghost Rider
Head so fire
Record what I say, but I got no wire
Started out low, but I bet she go higher
When she make that thang drop like a damn low rider, like
And she got stilettos with extensions
And I'm back with a motherfucking vengeance
This place only let's 10s in
So she hit me with "can you get my friends in?"

Can you get my friends in?
I'm like, "Can you get my Benz in?"
She's like, "That's a good fucking question"
Ay, yeah, Ghost Rider, Ghost Rider
She a, Ghost Rider, so fire, ay
She a, she a, Ghost Rider, ay



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Writer(s): Everett Champion
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