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Uh (D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc)
That is a hunnid lady (hunnid), did that cash stream?
I used to be broke earlier than, whoa, whoa
Put up with that shit along with her, I do not actually know
She like my international automotive, Rolls, Mr. Froze
Pull up all white lookin’ like ya caught the holy ghost
Child, this a Cullinan, this isn’t no Ghost (Ghost)
She informed me that she like me, and say I am her ghost (ghost)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, I simply sing to you
I obtained an excessive amount of flood, I am drippin’ after I come by means of it, whoa, whoa
Swerve in international, that is a whoa, whoa
And that bitch cocaine snow
She the identical colour, bankroll rainbow (bankroll)
She need me to provide you with it
She do not care about if my cash run out
Tryna chew me somethin’
Heard he stated my identify, he stained
I can not wait till the day we burn him
And the Nawf was dwelling
Broad day, I am going by means of the window, comin’ out that home with somethin’
Child, I used to be broke, now I do not know a scorching summer season
I do not know a chilly winter (I do not know)
My want tailored with my cash
I simply did it once more, I simply stepped on ’em (on it, I am on ’em)
I obtained them hunnids from manner again then
Placed on that jersey, on again it say, “Kemp”
Swerve in that ‘Burban with burners on him
I needed to wire fifty to her
I obtained them gunners on prime of the rim
Know that all of them gon’ dunk on somethin’
Dump at somethin’
Slide within the Maybach, stuntin’
Countin’ up large rack hunnids, oh-oh
I shoot the gun at them niggas
They already understand how I am comin’, I obtained the M&Ms
Versace my nigga’nem, I wanna take me a jet out to London (oh, oh)
Karat the diamond and everybody pointers
And also you niggas ain’t know nothin’, yeah
That is a hunnid lady (hunnid), did that cash stream?
I used to be broke earlier than, whoa, whoa
Put up with that shit along with her, I do not actually know
She like my international automotive, Rolls, Mr. Froze
Pull up all white lookin’ like ya caught the holy ghost
Child, this a Cullinan, this isn’t no Ghost (Ghost)
She informed me that she like me, and say I am her ghost (ghost)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, I simply sing to you
I obtained an excessive amount of flood, I am drippin’ after I come by means of it, whoa, whoa
Swerve within the international, that is a whoa, whoa
And that bitch go gang snow
She the identical colour, bankroll rainbow (bankroll)
She need me to provide you with it
She do not care about if my cash run out
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Songwriters: Aaron Hill / Daniel Lebrun / Jason Michael Goldberg / Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden / Michael Roberge
Ghost lyrics © BMG Rights Administration, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Common Music Publishing Group
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