Testo Ghost. Yfn Lucci

Ghost.

(It's Budda Beats)
Yeah, yeah
Like oh, oh
Yeah, ayy, look

All this codeine runnin' through my veins, yeah
When I was in the box, she ain't wanna hear from me
Look, all the niggas that I lost, but you wouldn't feel my pain
Huh, sittin' here in the cold prayin' for better days
I say bigger dreams, like Quan, I need bigger jeans
I'm gon' stuff a billion in these pockets, that's on everything
I know how a Richard feel, but I'm tryna get richer still
I say I got rich off sendin' them, but my partner be spinnin' still
Tell me what the difference is, huh, you or me, it gon' be you
You wouldn't survive what I been through, if you gon' slide, then I'm with you
I don't know why buddy keep on askin' if I'm gon' ride, nigga, what about you?
Even with a million my head, I'ma be outside, but what about you?
Ayy, free my nigga Juice, huh, free my brother too
Free all my co-D's, my lil' woadie, they keep it quiet too, huh
Look, we don't testify, best you lie, die, fool
Look, he was hangin' out that window, he ain't die, but they tried to
Kick more shit than Ryu, fucked you, hell, if I knew
This 'Hawk cost me five coupes, make me come and find you
I was just in the can, I'll get you poured out for 'bout five soups
This a Mercedes-Benz, I just pulled off with the title
Look, ask me where I been, probably fuckin' your favorite idol
Ask me 'bout your friend, not top ten, you gettin' lied to
Ayy, where I'm from, you get hit up, we don't like you
Yeah, where I'm from, you get hit up, we don't like you
Money all on his head, money on his dreads
Straps outside hid in the car, some by the bed
If you try to run, know we goin' fast
Fast, yeah, she on the molly, she goin' sloppy, she goin' fast, yeah, yeah
Soon as she see me, know she tryna top me, I ain't got to say it, huh (Look)
I just fucked this bitch for a new Rollie
I'm in the Ghost, soon as I fuck, I get ghost, bitch, I'm holy
Yeah, fuck I look like lettin' a broke bitch try to ghost me?
Yeah, fuck I look like lettin' your bitch control me?