Talkin To A Ghost Lyrics

My fuckin dick bro

Stop worrying about me then, worry about your fucking self

For real, that's not a good excuse, stop saying we just worried about you

Worry about your fucking self, you fucking bum

Literally bro

Ya hear me?

And that drank shit that's forever

Niggas ain't kickin cups

I done been did all the shit that you doing, what the fuck is you even tryna tell me?

I got lil Zo in the cut, I ain't worried bout nobody, he chop off his head like machete

I'm in New York off the pills and the drank, had a nosebleed, Zo woke me up in the telly

I ain't even cool with the bitch, why she blowing up phone?, why she keep tryna hit up my celly?

I been crashing out like Makaveli

You ain't gotta tell me now, just when you ready

I just go pull it out, don't need a debit

She tryna fuck me, but I want the becky

I had a bad slut tryna sex me

Told me I'm "way too fucking sexy"

I'm in the club, bottles in my section

This ain't no alcohol, it's codeine

She on the bus, she fucked the whole team

Bitch fuck a budget, blew the whole thing

Diamonds they cut up, bussing on a ring

I'm on these xannies, not a fucking dream

She think I'm popular, pills I keep popping em, I gotta pop a G6 bean

Nobody stopping em, nobody hot as em, Chozen lil bitch, yea it's my team

Pussy boy said he bout to push up

I get lil Bando buss em out the tank

I'm in D.C slap the fuck out the president, tell em to legalize all the drank

She bad as a fuck and she throwing that ass up

Getting them 1's out the mufuckin bank

Me and lil Zo just been geeking, we gassed up

Lil bitch you know that it stank

If I'm on the plane, gotta bring me a pint

This hoe wan get slayed, she gon see me tonight

I been serving, they playing, you seein the price

Percocet out my mind, I can see in the night

I fucked up the red, doubled back, got it twice

That bitch so bad, I'm tryn fuck on it twice

Baguette my diamonds you tell by the slice

Huh, I need visine

Please don't try me

Codeine dying

Swear I'm trying

They tryn find me

I'm not hiding

Fuck

Damn

Oh let's go

I come in and kick down the door, it's a war is you ready?, I'm bringing the troops

I'm Suixide gang that's for real, you wan hang with us?, bitch, then you know you gotta go get a noose

I feel in love with the stones, I just been flooding the fuck out my wrist with the jewels

I psyke the fuck out I'm gone, breaking the fuck out the net, and the bank, and the rules

Which color codeine today?, red or purple in the cup?, bitch I can't even choose

Fuck out the trap, I ain't serving no more, bitch I rocked out a show, and I made me a deuce

I ain't never gone put down the syrup

I been fucked up, tryna blow up the world

Play then I'm gone put ya face in a mural

Fuck, think I seen a demon in the mirror

I'm steady codeine dreaming, I ain't worried

I pop a xanny, vision getting blurred

Now that shit got me talking to a ghost

Blocked that lil bitch, why she always do the most

Can't get the drank, we can send it on a boat

I put some dick in her belly and her throat

Kill em and tell em it's how the family go

I'm slowly dying can't find an anecdote

Can you hear me?