YFN Lucci - GHOST. (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YFN Lucci - GHOST. (en) Lyrics
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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 mе, it gon' be you
You wouldn't survive what I
been through, if you gon'
slide, thеn 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?
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