Ghost

Ghost

Yeah, nigga, you ain't never spent a hundred cash and I hope you don't think I'm slippin' d***s '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 b***h 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' d***s '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

Ghost

Burna Bandz · 2023

Yeah, nigga, you ain't never spent a hundred cash and I hope you don't think I'm slippin' d***s '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 b***h 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' d***s '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