Ghost (feat. Blk9, Money Moe & Frescotoldya)

This that 03 gang type shit ****

Yeah

Me and my **** Pe$o

And y’all know what they call me

Money Moe, yeah

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost

Hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost

Doing a hunnit with like 10 racks

That ****, yeah I been that (Been that ****)

That’s big facts, no cap, stay strapped

Made my first 10, then I turned that to 100 racks (On my Money Mitch)

Price on your head

My **** we can order that

Bitch still on my dick

Marshawn Lynch, I had to run it back

Never saving hoes Drew Brees, I had to throw her back

Hit the Milly Rock, then the Bop

She moves the glock when she gives top

I’m a Westside **** it’s forever fuck the ops

I’m doing a 100!

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost

Hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost

I’ll tell you one time no one time

Tell em about the gun line

Cherry swisher scent loud pack like two 12’s (Yeah yeah)

I mean well but I raise hell

Third night she broke curfew

She loves meat and not tofu

I’m standin same old two step (Ayyee)

Like I got the blueprint (Ayyyee)

Gimme this and take that

Matter of fact take that

Betty Aspen no decals (Take that)

White girl, female

Count more than 2 thous, it’s no longer a hobby!

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost

Swervin and I’m lurkin and I’m surfin that’s for certain

On these verses puttin work in, get the bag this not a birkin

I’m not braggin I’m not boastin

No emotion I’m the coldest

Feel the Holy Spirit when you hear it, call it gettin ghosted

Roasted and I’m toasted, posted up I’m focused

For the bonus, when I flow it’s like I’m givin em hypnosis

You already know this bet that you didn’t even notice

This that hocus pocus to the ones who actin bogus

(Man I told ya)

I'm doing hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost

Hundred in the taxi (Word)

Lane go me swerving (Swerve)

Double C your purses

She laughing and she smiling (Word)

**** they be trusty

Hit you up no mercy

I speak cold a **** getting ghost