GHOST ft. IBBO Lyrics

In that ghost, chillin' with your hoe

Too cold, driftin' on that snow

Malcolm X, they do white like coke

Bitch I flex, you can see it through my coat

And we right, we be out tonight

Lookin' left, they wanna intercept Fuck with me, the penalty is death

I can stab him in the chest like Macbeth

I'm up in the booth and im spittin' that fire

Feel like Mariah but I'm always higher

Fuckin' that bitch while I'm wearin' designer

You're in a maze, but cant find vagina

I wanna fuck from the side and behind ya'

I ain't no label, but bitch I will sign ya'

Talk about planes, you know that I'm flyer

Skrapper on the beat and I'm spittin' prior

Makin' this music, increasing my salary

Burnin' these bitches like they are some calories

Callin' my brothers, I'm bringin' some cavalry You think you in charge, but you ain't no majesty

She wanna send nudes on the cam, she say she my only fan

Fuckin' on the hoe like a batterin' ram

Bitch, I be goin' ham, somebody call Gordon

Donating them organs

Captain like I'm Morgan

Gettin' the whip, I'm stallin'

Got that yak, like Kodak, I ain't black

But I'm really nice for a white guy

Everybody else wanna come up on me

I ain't got no skyline, but it's a GTR It's a really fast car

And I'm gon' go like I was on my body I ain't got scars

They see that from behind

Like it's a bourbon whip

I get up in that and you know that I be way too quick

Way too quick

Let me talk my shit, get your wig split

I'm grippin' on her hips

I'll never gon' put no one down

I'ma go grip on a hundred round

I know that you fuck with the sound

So much Versace, it got me bed bound

Bitch I be funky, but I ain't uptown

Climbin' on bars like a monkey right now

Love all the fam, I won't let no one down

Talkin' that shit, and I wiped off his frown

Call me a plumber, I pipe her ass down

You do not see what we see

Spittin' these flames like Weezy

Call me G, it's Eazy

In that ghost, chillin' with your hoe

Too cold, driftin' on that snow

Malcolm X, they do white like coke

Bitch I flex, you can see it through my coat

And we right, we be out tonight

Lookin' left, they wanna intercept Fuck with me, the penalty is death

I can stab him in the chest like Macbeth