GHOST CLIP Lyrics

Aye

Yuh yuh what

Huh

Aye

Yuh yuh what

Who dis

Ayo it's

You know already

Aye

Ghost Clip with a cold grip hush four lips

Roll it on a hoe jit he bogus

Focus on the goat bitch I'm rolling

Twenty four seven bro I'm fully loaded

Drumroll let it go now he floating

Shawty taking off clothes begging for more dick

Flows neva getting old nigga take notice

Ion pay in no league bro I control it

Opps getting real nosey

Taking off noses

Boy the pole got a pogo and good scope

I know that I'm chosen

Nobody told me

When you know you just feel that shit in yo soul

Os stacking on os G

Nigga can't hold me

Toe to toe nigga you relying on hope

My niggas so od

Hearts so snowy

Forty-four Banging on alla yo broskis

He ran to the corner

Nigga I saw ya

Heat gon' hit you it ain't no sauna

Smoking Marijuana

Hotbox the Charger

One rim could cover charge for A lawyer

Bitch I'm a baller avoid all problems

Cause like Comethazine I'm gon' solve em

(Where da bricks where da blow)

Ion want no charges

But if you walk up

On me nigga gon' see his God

Lord have mercy pockets neva hurting

My jersey cost more than a Birkin

I fuck first

Sloppy seconds isn't gon' work

Nigga you're worthless like water on turf

Hit my nerve and in a week you're nerfed

Blood on curtains smiling on a shirt

Boy I just murked ya

Harry Potter my stick gon' damn hurt ya

In a second real quick then I just (Skrt)

Off yo block

Bitch nigga I call the shots

On the block with A diamond watch

Too much cheddar my stomach in knots

Gotta keep a big golden glock

Nigga head wide open

(Bruh who dat on the ground)

He a no one cuz

Nigga's jelly got blown out cause

And I told him don't show out cause

Watchu think gon' happen

That K that Zilla is strapped with hit ya head back

Lil nigga you lacking

Yo brain in the road like traffic

Oh good Lord everybody in panic

That K spitting lead so rapid

Aint no doubt shit finna get tragic

It's madness nigga no cap

Yo funeral finna have to be A closed casket

Ain't nobody wanna see that

Nigga head in half looking like a damn Catfish

Dome flew like fucking Aladin

Hit it out shit flew with a backspin how about now

Nigga tell me who's laughing

Oh you can't go poof like magic

Disappear yo roof got cracked

Damn her ass got clap back

So fat make a nigga wanna tap dat back to back

And cop her A handbag

Made dat bitch cum back to back to back

And left my kids on her ass tat

Made her cry Hey Ya nigga outkast

Shawty I'm A playa and you know that

She knows I'm neva gon' hold back with the stroke in it

Like Michael Phelps

Beat the pussy up once now she don't wanna give it up to no one else

Roundhouse kick that shit nigga RKO

Beat it up

Call me A black belt

Downtown's lit my clique in the club

And we throwing up ones sipping on top shelf

Less talk

If it ain't about wealth nigga shut up

Shawty touching my belt trynna get some (Dick)

Take ten steps back you ain't getting nothing

Nigga had A relapse when I pressed buttons

That boom boom (Bap)

Head, head, stomach

Nigga cannot get up he was running

Keep the forty-four tucked ain't no bluffing

His brain got fucked with no rubbers

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