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Ghostin’
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ghostin’ wurde am 21. November 2025 von Forbithen Records als Teil des Albums Orbit 26 veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum21. November 2025
LabelForbithen Records
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM93

Songtexte

Yeah-yeah
Mh-mh
Mh-mh
Concentration
Yeah
She want ice, but can't even pay her own rent
They say they takin' bodies, must be pretend (what?)
We been in the trenches, still no one defendin'
If I let Dax slide on the opps, no trace they can sendin'
But I gotta wait a minute, 'cause bro just packed it tight, no endin' (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I ain't the type to be loungin', show me the bag, I get it bendin' (yeah)
And if I fall off, know I'm ghostin' like the wind when it's bendin'
Out in the sticks, I'm copped up a ride, whip it like it's mine
She want ice, but can't even pay her own rent
They say they takin' bodies, must be pretend (what?)
We been in the trenches, still no one defendin'
If I let Dax slide on the opps, no trace they can sendin' (shh, shh)
Ay, bro tried dunk a man, he ain't built for swimmin'
She caught emotions, I dip quick, she don't even know I'm flippin'
All that chatter, you ain't on nothin', we winnin'
In Miami, feelin' generous, she can't stop grinnin' (vroom)
Shadows flicker, they might lose your mind, better close your eyes, yo
Circle tight, no room for snakes, it's just me and the guys
She keep sayin' she ride, but I don't trust no lies
Too many ties, I don't got time to slide
60K, got that in a sack, on the way, it won't hide
Bro hit the block, he slide back like he never left the side
Bought her the whip, paid for the drip, now she lookin' fly
Sat on your ass all week, got no moves, I just sigh
She want ice, but can't even pay her own rent
They say they takin' bodies, must be pretend (what?)
We been in the trenches, still no one defendin'
If I let Dax slide on the opps, no trace they can sendin' (shh, shh)
Ay, bro tried dunk a man, he ain't built for swimmin'
She caught emotions, I dip quick, she don't even know I'm flippin'
All that chatter, you ain't on nothin', we winnin'
In Miami, feelin' generous, she can't stop grinnin' (vroom)
We slice and dice when the iron get dippin', they fold, we spill it
Poles and plenty women, yeah, we just livin'
No games, no gimmicks, aim steady, pivot (uh)
You know the gang, we lethal, we livin' (uh)
Frozen streets
Written by: Valentin Forb Ithen
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