"Ghost" lyrics
Yeah, nigga, you ain't never spent a hundred cash and
I hope you don't think I'm slippin' drugs 'cause I'm a rapper
I know some killers who ain't never been no trappers
Block full of hitters, know I roll with all the smackers
Pull up, hoppin' out that all-white Ghost like Casper
I can't leave without my ratchet, this shit get tragic
I know he don't want no static 'cause we get active
If it's beef, we in his hood, yeah, like a mechanic
The way I drive that whip in the water, shit look like Titanic
The only time he doin' drills is when he up in practice
All these pointers on my wrist, it look just like I'm scorin' baskets
All this ice around my neck, you would have thought I was Alaskan
Got a hundred plays to get it, would have thought I was John Madden
In that bando servin' addicts, we got bricks up in that attic
I done flooded the Rolex, now I can't wait to cop that Patek
He was sleepin' in on a drill, heard they left holes all in his Lanvin
Switch on that Gen5, I bet this bitch ain't jammin'
I'm servin' that fish scale, yeah, this shit look like salmon
Them hollows, they gon' hit his body, start expandin'
I'm talkin' money, you broke hoes can't understand it
Yeah, nigga, you ain't never spent a hundred cash and
I hope you don't think I'm slippin' drugs 'cause I'm a rapper
I know some killers who ain't never been no trappers
Block full of hitters, know I roll with all the smackers
Pull up, hoppin' out that all-white Ghost like Casper
I can't leave without my ratchet, this shit get tragic
I know he don't want no static 'cause we get active
If it's beef, we in his hood, yeah, like a mechanic
I hope you don't think I'm slippin' drugs 'cause I'm a rapper
I know some killers who ain't never been no trappers
Block full of hitters, know I roll with all the smackers
Pull up, hoppin' out that all-white Ghost like Casper
I can't leave without my ratchet, this shit get tragic
I know he don't want no static 'cause we get active
If it's beef, we in his hood, yeah, like a mechanic
The way I drive that whip in the water, shit look like Titanic
The only time he doin' drills is when he up in practice
All these pointers on my wrist, it look just like I'm scorin' baskets
All this ice around my neck, you would have thought I was Alaskan
Got a hundred plays to get it, would have thought I was John Madden
In that bando servin' addicts, we got bricks up in that attic
I done flooded the Rolex, now I can't wait to cop that Patek
He was sleepin' in on a drill, heard they left holes all in his Lanvin
Switch on that Gen5, I bet this bitch ain't jammin'
I'm servin' that fish scale, yeah, this shit look like salmon
Them hollows, they gon' hit his body, start expandin'
I'm talkin' money, you broke hoes can't understand it
Yeah, nigga, you ain't never spent a hundred cash and
I hope you don't think I'm slippin' drugs 'cause I'm a rapper
I know some killers who ain't never been no trappers
Block full of hitters, know I roll with all the smackers
Pull up, hoppin' out that all-white Ghost like Casper
I can't leave without my ratchet, this shit get tragic
I know he don't want no static 'cause we get active
If it's beef, we in his hood, yeah, like a mechanic
