Black Ghost

Original

Yeah.

You know what the fuck it is, nigga.

CSM.

It's the mob.

Huh.

That's why they call me the black ghost. My back hit the wall with the sack close.

A fact I'm a baller, the stat quo. You had it, we all at your back door. I'm addict,

I go where the cash flow. Get the cabbage, don't show up your sack, bro.

I ain't average, I know I'm just that cold. Mathematics got brew on the trap road.

Where you at when I'm all in your natural? Keep a strap when I ball, I go back pro.

Ain't asking for y'all, I just grab go.

I'm the king like LeBron, man, be not cold. You can ring the alarm like Queen Bey.

You think it's too hard, the team see. We pull up in cars, the beam speak. The chopper rock hard, it's PnB.

A party next door like PND. OVO, it's a rodeo. Got my Rollie on, I just roll alone.

We just blow the strong, me and so and so. We don't know the ho, so we toe to toe.

Scope burn you like a hundred stoves. He ain't heard, we run the show.

How you ain't scared, but you run the most? Clip longer than belt line.

Played the cards, but I dealt mine. They say heaven fall, let hell rise.

So I'm selling bars and inhale pine. Dear Lord, oh my God. These niggas is so fraud.

Squeeze triggers and close minds. And we feed him clips if he don't know the lines.

He plead the fifth, then he won't fry. Keep a stiff and he won't die. Thought me a flip, I'm the wrong guy.

I bleed and strip him 'til the bone dry. Weed and liquor, they both fly.

He need delivery, hit both lines. Meet me with a stripper, she so fine.

She see gorilla, she go live. I ain't talking shit, we don't talk about it.

We just pull up on him if he doubt it. Bring the chalk around where his body fell.

Six feet to the ground, then we count it. I ain't lost around, tell your boss it's hell.

I just drop you down, he ain't about it. What's the cost amount? Bet the check'll bounce.

Wait a sick amount, then we count it. That's why they call me the black ghost.

My back hit the wall with the sack close. It's a fact I'm a baller, the stat quo.

If you had it, we all at your back door. I'm a addict, I go where the cash flow.

Get the cabbage, don't show up your sack, bro.

I ain't average, I know I'm just that cold. Mathematics got brew on the trap road.

That's why they call me the black ghost. My back hit the wall with the sack close. A fact I'm a baller, the stat quo.

If you had it, we all at your back door. I'm a addict, I go where the cash flow.

Get the cabbage, don't show up your sack, bro.

I ain't average, I know I'm just that cold. Mathematics got brew on the trap road.

See I had to jump in the lead though. Stacking my fund, but I need more. Finding me sworn like a Nemo.

Strap at your tongue, it's a deep throat. I'm Shaq with a gun, not a free throw.

You acting one hun', but I seen ho. Crack in your lung 'cause the fees low.

I went back to the slum where them seeds grow. Couple rack and a gun when I see smoke.

Your act better run for the beam glow. 'Cause me, I'm in love with a green ghost.

Be deep in the cut with my sleeve rolled. Niggas be talking. I see they don't want it.

I'm seeing this often. Know that I'm popping. The profit in margins.

You know we ain't stopping. Know that she bopping. She wanna hop on the pony. You notice we shopping.

Move like the prophet. All through the projects, the option.

Bitches, they fuck with the product. We get instructed in private. You so reluctant to ride.

She finna suck it to try it. She don't do nothing, you tried it.

Me, I be nothing inside it. Don't try to hide it. Acting it, no more dividing.

Devise it, a way to divide it. Despise it, it ain't no surprise that Tommy got all you misguided.

Tommy hit off when you striding. Probably get tired of you lying.

Probably you saw her move minding. Now that I'm all that you grinding.

Pay out the part where you shining. Let you remind it, bitch. Bitch.