"Big Ghost & Shark Boy" lyrics
(feat. GMF FatBoy)
Big Ya on his stripes like Samoa
Aye, fuck a plug, tryna meet me a grower
Put that shit on, I clean up like chores
I said give me a beat, I'ma punch like Floyd
I say hop out the Trailblazer, shoot like Roy
Let me play with that pussy, treat her like a toy
Say I'm serving cookies like it's Chips Ahoy
Got the strap in the club, ain't gotta get to the car
Send a shot 'fore he get to the bar
If he's in a ditch then he won't make it far
This him, the stitch coming straight through the jar
Karma gon' sit his ass down like he's Rosa Parks
Tell a bitch it's Big Ghost and Shark Boy
Bend her over and do, she got arch, boy
Rolling woods, I do drugs like a rockstar
You know I'm good on that gas like a smart car
We slide like Cha Cha, reach for my chain, hear a four-four
Say we serving babies like Ash Kaash
I'm having P's in the trunk, so why stop?
Pray for that guy behind bars, I'm finna start selling Wi-Fi
And I'm having connect like hotspot
Been in my bag like a Hot Fry (Aye)
Try to take something, go Wallah (Aye)
Try to take something, go bye-bye
You thought I was playin', huh?
Don't reach for the pylon (Aye)
My niggas slimy like pythons (Damn)
I just might get your bitch hair done
Walk down with that Drac', shit sound like a snare drum
Designer my feet, the red ones
And my car have a horse just like Ralph Lauren
Said the bitch gave me neck and I kept going
Nigga keep talking shit, he gets stepped on, gang
Big Ya on his stripes like Samoa
Aye, fuck a plug, tryna meet me a grower
Put that shit on, I clean up like chores
I said give me a beat, I'ma punch like Floyd
Say hop out the Trailblazer, shoot like Roy
Let me play with that pussy, treat her like a toy
Say I'm serving cookies like it's Chips Ahoy
Got the strap in the club, ain't gotta get to the car
Send a shot 'fore he get to the bar
If he's in a ditch then he won't make it far
This him, the stitch coming straight through the jar
Karma gon' sit his ass down like he's Rosa Parks
Tell a bitch it's Big Ghost and Shark Boy
Bend her over and do, she got arch, boy
Rolling woods, I do drugs like a rockstar
You know I'm good on that gas like a smart car
Hey, how you doin', lil' bitch? I'm litty
Block money move 'cause the bitch be hitting
Niggas 'bout drippin'
But I'm a trap baby, can't help, I buy QP 'fore Balenci's
Slide through the city, Glock with me, FatBoy on the fitted
Backwoods, stuffed crust shit hittin'
I'm still the same nigga, I'll bring 'em both 'round for the attention
Just a lot of gold in my mouth, shit glistening (Shiny)
Lot of gold in my mouth, no Olympics
The way that I'm balling, niggas think that I'm fuckin' on Chrissy (Like Jimmy)
Bitch body done, ass I'm slapping on fifty
Evidently she looked up to Nicki
Don't give a fuck, lil' hoe, just let me feel it
Tav, turn me up, spit that shit, make 'em feel it
Got a new Glock, this bitch here came from lickin'
It's already hot, so this bitch made for drilling
Just like a stripper, this Drac' here be clappin'
I ain't in the streets, you fuck niggas be passive
Won't chase the hoe, it might fuck with my asthma
That boy Trae Young OK, plays in Atlanta
1911, that bitch came with a hammer
Lil' bitch, she green, so you know that we ran her
Drop me a deuce, I pull up in the Phantom
I swear the first nigga play, I'ma stamp him, gang
Big Ya on his stripes like Samoa
Aye, fuck a plug, tryna meet me a grower
Put that shit on, I clean up like chores
I said give me a beat, I'ma punch like Floyd
Say hop out the Trailblazer, shoot like Roy
Let me play with that pussy, treat her like a toy
Say I'm serving cookies like it's Chips Ahoy
Got the strap in the club, ain't gotta get to the car
Send a shot before he gets to the bar
If he's in a ditch then he won't make it far
This him, the stitch coming straight through the jar
Karma gon' sit his ass down like he's Rosa Parks
Tell a bitch it's Big Ghost and Shark Boy
Bend her over and do, she got arch, boy
Rolling woods, I do drugs like a rockstar
You know I'm good on that gas like a smart car
Aye, fuck a plug, tryna meet me a grower
Put that shit on, I clean up like chores
I said give me a beat, I'ma punch like Floyd
I say hop out the Trailblazer, shoot like Roy
Let me play with that pussy, treat her like a toy
Say I'm serving cookies like it's Chips Ahoy
Got the strap in the club, ain't gotta get to the car
Send a shot 'fore he get to the bar
If he's in a ditch then he won't make it far
This him, the stitch coming straight through the jar
Karma gon' sit his ass down like he's Rosa Parks
Tell a bitch it's Big Ghost and Shark Boy
Bend her over and do, she got arch, boy
Rolling woods, I do drugs like a rockstar
You know I'm good on that gas like a smart car
We slide like Cha Cha, reach for my chain, hear a four-four
Say we serving babies like Ash Kaash
I'm having P's in the trunk, so why stop?
Pray for that guy behind bars, I'm finna start selling Wi-Fi
And I'm having connect like hotspot
Been in my bag like a Hot Fry (Aye)
Try to take something, go Wallah (Aye)
Try to take something, go bye-bye
You thought I was playin', huh?
Don't reach for the pylon (Aye)
My niggas slimy like pythons (Damn)
I just might get your bitch hair done
Walk down with that Drac', shit sound like a snare drum
Designer my feet, the red ones
And my car have a horse just like Ralph Lauren
Said the bitch gave me neck and I kept going
Nigga keep talking shit, he gets stepped on, gang
Big Ya on his stripes like Samoa
Aye, fuck a plug, tryna meet me a grower
Put that shit on, I clean up like chores
I said give me a beat, I'ma punch like Floyd
Say hop out the Trailblazer, shoot like Roy
Let me play with that pussy, treat her like a toy
Say I'm serving cookies like it's Chips Ahoy
Got the strap in the club, ain't gotta get to the car
Send a shot 'fore he get to the bar
If he's in a ditch then he won't make it far
This him, the stitch coming straight through the jar
Karma gon' sit his ass down like he's Rosa Parks
Tell a bitch it's Big Ghost and Shark Boy
Bend her over and do, she got arch, boy
Rolling woods, I do drugs like a rockstar
You know I'm good on that gas like a smart car
Hey, how you doin', lil' bitch? I'm litty
Block money move 'cause the bitch be hitting
Niggas 'bout drippin'
But I'm a trap baby, can't help, I buy QP 'fore Balenci's
Slide through the city, Glock with me, FatBoy on the fitted
Backwoods, stuffed crust shit hittin'
I'm still the same nigga, I'll bring 'em both 'round for the attention
Just a lot of gold in my mouth, shit glistening (Shiny)
Lot of gold in my mouth, no Olympics
The way that I'm balling, niggas think that I'm fuckin' on Chrissy (Like Jimmy)
Bitch body done, ass I'm slapping on fifty
Evidently she looked up to Nicki
Don't give a fuck, lil' hoe, just let me feel it
Tav, turn me up, spit that shit, make 'em feel it
Got a new Glock, this bitch here came from lickin'
It's already hot, so this bitch made for drilling
Just like a stripper, this Drac' here be clappin'
I ain't in the streets, you fuck niggas be passive
Won't chase the hoe, it might fuck with my asthma
That boy Trae Young OK, plays in Atlanta
1911, that bitch came with a hammer
Lil' bitch, she green, so you know that we ran her
Drop me a deuce, I pull up in the Phantom
I swear the first nigga play, I'ma stamp him, gang
Big Ya on his stripes like Samoa
Aye, fuck a plug, tryna meet me a grower
Put that shit on, I clean up like chores
I said give me a beat, I'ma punch like Floyd
Say hop out the Trailblazer, shoot like Roy
Let me play with that pussy, treat her like a toy
Say I'm serving cookies like it's Chips Ahoy
Got the strap in the club, ain't gotta get to the car
Send a shot before he gets to the bar
If he's in a ditch then he won't make it far
This him, the stitch coming straight through the jar
Karma gon' sit his ass down like he's Rosa Parks
Tell a bitch it's Big Ghost and Shark Boy
Bend her over and do, she got arch, boy
Rolling woods, I do drugs like a rockstar
You know I'm good on that gas like a smart car
