GHOST Lyrics

Look, back on the mission

Look at my diamond ain't glisten

Lord ain't never wanna talk in the gram

But bitch I'm down with the gimmicks, nah

Green tip, ARP, nigga think it's safe, nah

Run through the house like Santa

Nigga wanna fight, just call me Black Panther

Black Panther, I'm a ghost

Bitch wanna run on the dick she gon' choke

My chopper don't miss

I aim it down just like a rocket that be goin' afloat

I want some money, so bitch give me more

Ain't comin' for no bitches that never gon' go

I said, hey twin, I'm the best

Nigga wanna try me but ain't nothin' left

(Man, we really cleared the competition)

look, sent my chopper through his neck

Look, I'm the best in my neighborhood

So why the fuck I gotta press?

I got a stick, it gotta press

my shoot at my opps but they already dead

(Like, nigga try to do that shit again, like foreal he ain't livin)

that boy lyin, ain't on shit

nobody in my city ever made a hit

I came in this bitch to talk my shit

I'm smokin' on they pack and it hit

Ha

Nigga won't pull up yeah, he a bitch

I can never get beat up in my own crib

I would never get beat up where I live