Lirik

I call that bitch Ghost Rider (Ayy Trenton Kyle, let me hear that) Shawty cam'in with the flame ass head so I call that bitch Ghost Rider Come be my mascot, come and have sex on Oxycodone cause I'm wired She in it for the feel but can't feel what just transpired Pill mixed with the, pill mixed with desire Be a healer, let me see your supplier Be a killer, she said her old soul worth dying Imagine a real love, she wanna see hersеlf flying Imagine a real love, shе wanna see herself flying Imagine real love, baby I ain't done yet Imagine real love, baby I ain't done yet You said that you with me girl, I could feel your love I ain't tryna break you down, let me build you up Be your lover, never let me go Like no other, can't let her go Sun going down, baby think about those times I stuck around baby, but I draw the line (Line, I draw the) Shawty cam'in with the flame ass head so I call that bitch Ghost Rider Come be my mascot, come and have sex on Oxycodone cause I'm wired She in it for the feel but can't feel what just transpired Pill mixed with the, pill mixed with desire Be a healer, let me see your supplier Be a killer, she said her old soul worth dying Imagine a real love, she wanna see herself flying Imagine a real love, she wanna see herself flying Yeah, yeah, high off life Yeah, yeah, high off life Yeah, yeah, high off life Yeah, yeah Said I'm high off life I can't open up if it ain't feeling right Said she wanna get lit with me and told me it's a party tonight I see you tryna put that shit on, I guess that you hardly right She said she my Harley Quinn, which one of these hoes you gotta fight Mine always talking about paper, right A get money bitch, my favorite type She working out in Off-White The drugs we take gon' save the night Always talking about playing your part, as long as you play it right We gon' do these shrooms and take a ride Shawty these laughs we have gon' change your life Shawty cam'in with the flame ass head so I call that bitch Ghost Rider Come be my mascot, come and have sex on Oxycodone cause I'm wired She in it for the feel but can't feel what just transpired Pill mixed with the, pill mixed with desire Be a healer, let me see your supplier Be a killer, she said her old soul worth dying Imagine a real love, she wanna see herself flying Imagine a real love, she wanna see herself flying
Writer(s): Troy Vashon Donte Lane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out