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Ghost Lyrics


Savier Ghost

[Verse 1: Savier]
Yeah my father, he a ghost
And I'm a f..ckin' ghost
If I had a f..ckin' shorty
Yeah, I swear I'd be a ghost
Cause some bitches try to get you
Tryna trap you when you dosed
Then some niggas take advantage
Tryna cap you when you low
These them niggas that want me dead
They them niggas I can't f..ckin' trust
Same niggas that claimed we friends
Were the same niggas that are quick to bust
And I swear to God, they'll sell me out
But I don't f..ck around with them f..ck boys
Same niggas wanna jump on out
But I'm strapped up for them f..ck boys
Get no luck, so tough
Fuck around with them grown ups
Grow nuts
Roll dice with the boy, yeah
Hold up
I don't bang, but the corner been so rough
Got that wax dripping off my blunt
Brand new drag for the brand new skunk
Old ass hag with a mouth full of nuts
Old ass kicks with these brand new scuffs
Bet your bottom dollar that a motherfucka got it
Heater leave a burn, if this nigga ain't honest
Killers in the colder sack, no way out it
Show no love
Bitch may get bodied
Punk bitch wanna go, we can throw bows
Say, I sound mad
Lil' homie, I know
Throw white flags, right at my toes
I'ma burn that bitch, when I find yo home
[Bridge: Savier]
This that rider music
This that rider music
This that riding down yo block
And slugs are flying music
This that blood all in these streets
And niggas dying music

[Verse 2: Savier]
This that f..ck ya block
Leave a pistol cocked
Niggas 'round the clock
Throwin' signs and shooting
BLOW!
Another day, another motherfuckin' problem
That's in my pocket, bitch
Another way another motherfuckin' option
Just trying to get out this bitch
And I'm supposed to save 'em
But, Savier don't save no bitch
But the homies got problems
And that shit will get bigger
If they ever try to drop 'em
I'm aiming quick

[Bridge: Manny P.]
Ghost
Quick snatch
Gotta stash
How the f..ck we eat?
If we don't stay packed?
Ghost
Flip packs dirty hands
But we can't be mad
T.B.O
[Verse 3: Savier]
And I built this shit
With a sloppy grip
And ghetto spit
With some broke ass kids
Won't amount to shit
Some lazy pricks
And it's obvious
Got this fear of living
Cause I know eventually
Blood will stain
But who is staying?
Homie you or me?
And if it's death that's in my path
I'll f..ckin' risk it all
Cause I ain't never been a bitch
Now, here's my dick and balls


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