Ghost
Popularity ยท Low
YouTube
Searching YouTube...
Lyrics
Fully ARP, four grip, spit like a goat
Niggas gotta keep that
Fully ARP, four grip, spit like a goat
Niggas gotta keep that
Damn, Jake San
Word to my mother, AT killed this
Hahahaha
Bitch, I done seen more paper than a cashier
You ain't tryna get no money, boy, your ass weird
Every AR got a skillet, get your ass seared
What I blew in Somerset for you could probably last years
Up a .50 in her face, got your bitch droppin' low
Heavy metal, catch a opp in this bitch, rock 'n' roll
Get the jeans for the cheap in this bitch, copping clothes
Doggy hoe on my heart, but this bitch got my soul
Fully ARP, four grip, spit like a goat
Niggas gotta keep that mouth shut 'cause they know we got the load
The whole city scared as a bitch since we dropped bro
Ball heads in the clip, nigga
Four metal jackets, I don't think you ever shot these
Pockets full of blues and the pinks, but my pop green
Nigga, why you have extended clip? Bitch, you shot three
Walk around standard, bitch, on me red dot beam
My bitch play Chanel, she don't rock Sheen
DSN for real, I don't hop teams
I was takin' L's, now I got G's
Block hot, bitch cold neck, chilly watch freeze
You sheddin' tears 'bout that hoe, but all of mine's denim
I ain't throwin' ones, let that .9 hit him
He ain't down to die, then I can't ride with him
If it's up with Rowdy, then it's stuck, I'm finna slide with him
You can'tโ You can't get up in this car if I ain't never seen you step
Lies gon' be broke 'til you learn how to bend the strip
If I ain't have no motion, I'd be stuck servin' hundred heads
You ain't havin' motion
Stretch the fetti, I'll be rich in a couple years
Dust your bitch off, at night she shed a couple tears
Pipe out the window, I ain't feelin'
Shit, I'm just workin' on the Brimbos
In the BMV with ten hoes
I got business underneath my ten toes
Unky knockin', slappin' girl, but he don't pimp hoes
I'm a real one, man, I catch 'em in that bitch, bro
You ain't slick, bitch, I'm finna shoot through your fuckin' vibes
Shawty is a bitch, nigga stackin' like a fuckin' dyke
Walkin' two Scarps on the chop, I ain't no fuckin' sniper
I'ma tell the truth to you, bitch, I be fuckin' hyper