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Double RR - Get Ghost Lyrics



Double RR - Get Ghost Lyrics




Hop in that foreign and get ghost step on ah opp with my big toe

Walk through this bitch, I feel like The Big Show
Bitch say, give me some money Do I look like a trick hoe
I'm servin' gas, I'll trap out the citco Put this shit on every day
Remember when I wasn't able Can't trust my brother, cain killed Abel

I'm pourin' syrup like it's maple I'm movin' in slow-mo
You ain't got to lie to kick it We kickin' shit like a dojo
Bitch shaking ass, she drop it Low low
I take her down two bad bitches
Calling my phone , they just touched down
F*cking these hoes , and I pass em around
I'm young and I'm lit, bitch, eat dick I'm gettin' racks, I ain't f*cked up bout shit
Yo ass mad cause you broke as a bitch, and that's your fault
I'm stackin' it tall, putting racks in the vault I'm stackin' it tall, I'll build me a fort
Unc throw me the ball, say it's on your court I get the pack off, trappin ah sport

She not my bitch if she don't support I got a Glock in this bag, duh, of course
I'm gettin' money, I'll teach you a course Broke-ass niggas can't be in my circle
I'm good with numbers, I feel like a Urkel Pourin' up drank in my cup and it's purple
Run up on me, I'ma send you to God And tell him I didn't wanna hurt you

This Glock on me, I'ma use it I won't hesitate We spinnin' blocks and runnin' the opp
We not takin' breaks, hop in that foreign I drive that bitch like it don't got brakes
Hop in that foreign and get ghost step on ah you opp with my big toe
Walk through this bitch, I feel like the Big Show

Bitch say, give me some money, do I look like a trick hoe
I'm servin' gas, I'll trap out the sicko Put this shit on that date
Remember when I wasn't able Can't trust my brother, can't kill Abel
I'm pourin' syrup like it's maple, I'm movin' in slow-mo

You ain't gotta lie to kick it we kickin' shit like a dojo
Bitch shakin' ass, she droppin' Lolo
Ayy, look
Get you some money before it's too late Won't get no sleep, don't care what it take

Glock bipolar don't know if you safe 762's finna take off your face
You think I'm Lamar cause you niggas is Drake My bitch like to watch while I'm makin' a play
My bitch like to watch while I'm f*ckin' her friend You niggas not smart, off them Perkys and xans
Got me a cup of the deuce with a 8 Who wants the smoke, I got bullets for days

Running yo mouth , got you laid in the grave If she want a piece, then you want a taste
Niggas is broke, gotta trick off a bitch I spend a grip on my jeans for the fit
Made it too far, why the f*ck would I quit? Go get you some money hoe, get off my dick
Hop in that foreign and get ghost step on ah opp with my big toe

Walk through this bitch, I feel like The Big Show
Bitch say, give me some money Do I look like a trick hoe
I'm servin' gas, I'll trap out the citco Put this shit on every day
Remember when I wasn't able Can't trust my brother, cain killed Abel

I'm pourin' syrup like it's maple I'm movin' in slow-mo
You ain't gotta lie to kick it We kickin' shit like a dojo
Bitch takin' ass, she drop it Lolo
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Hop in that foreign and get ghost step on ah opp with my big toe

Walk through this bitch, I feel like The Big Show
Bitch say, give me some money Do I look like a trick hoe
I'm servin' gas, I'll trap out the citco Put this shit on every day
Remember when I wasn't able Can't trust my brother, cain killed Abel

I'm pourin' syrup like it's maple I'm movin' in slow-mo
You ain't got to lie to kick it We kickin' shit like a dojo
Bitch shaking ass, she drop it Low low
I take her down two bad bitches
Calling my phone , they just touched down
F*cking these hoes , and I pass em around
I'm young and I'm lit, bitch, eat dick I'm gettin' racks, I ain't f*cked up bout shit
Yo ass mad cause you broke as a bitch, and that's your fault
I'm stackin' it tall, putting racks in the vault I'm stackin' it tall, I'll build me a fort
Unc throw me the ball, say it's on your court I get the pack off, trappin ah sport

She not my bitch if she don't support I got a Glock in this bag, duh, of course
I'm gettin' money, I'll teach you a course Broke-ass niggas can't be in my circle
I'm good with numbers, I feel like a Urkel Pourin' up drank in my cup and it's purple
Run up on me, I'ma send you to God And tell him I didn't wanna hurt you

This Glock on me, I'ma use it I won't hesitate We spinnin' blocks and runnin' the opp
We not takin' breaks, hop in that foreign I drive that bitch like it don't got brakes
Hop in that foreign and get ghost step on ah you opp with my big toe
Walk through this bitch, I feel like the Big Show

Bitch say, give me some money, do I look like a trick hoe
I'm servin' gas, I'll trap out the sicko Put this shit on that date
Remember when I wasn't able Can't trust my brother, can't kill Abel
I'm pourin' syrup like it's maple, I'm movin' in slow-mo

You ain't gotta lie to kick it we kickin' shit like a dojo
Bitch shakin' ass, she droppin' Lolo
Ayy, look
Get you some money before it's too late Won't get no sleep, don't care what it take

Glock bipolar don't know if you safe 762's finna take off your face
You think I'm Lamar cause you niggas is Drake My bitch like to watch while I'm makin' a play
My bitch like to watch while I'm f*ckin' her friend You niggas not smart, off them Perkys and xans
Got me a cup of the deuce with a 8 Who wants the smoke, I got bullets for days

Running yo mouth , got you laid in the grave If she want a piece, then you want a taste
Niggas is broke, gotta trick off a bitch I spend a grip on my jeans for the fit
Made it too far, why the f*ck would I quit? Go get you some money hoe, get off my dick
Hop in that foreign and get ghost step on ah opp with my big toe

Walk through this bitch, I feel like The Big Show
Bitch say, give me some money Do I look like a trick hoe
I'm servin' gas, I'll trap out the citco Put this shit on every day
Remember when I wasn't able Can't trust my brother, cain killed Abel

I'm pourin' syrup like it's maple I'm movin' in slow-mo
You ain't gotta lie to kick it We kickin' shit like a dojo
Bitch takin' ass, she drop it Lolo
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Writer: Rayshawn Washington
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Performed By: Double RR
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Rayshawn Washington

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