Ghost Talk (feat. Mat Culture & Peece Maycar)
JamalGottKarats
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I'm with a couple of real ones I'm tryna copp me a real one Man the gang ride, who gon switch sides We ain't about it about to body niggas take a picture That's a killer picture Pick a nigga 1 on 1 Hood Tarzan pull up all you niggas shook now Sean Apes huh She pull up on me Right at the crib I didn't call but she pulled up Straight to the room She got a bag I think it's gas she gonn pull out She got a man I got a map right where she wann ima put her I got a car in the garage but she wanna ride on my wiener I said I grew up in the dungeon shit is scary as f*ck No you never gon relate unless you hanging with us Mama raised me as a hero The streets turned me to a villain Need a feature pay the fee bro My money short like Krillin I got to show you how it is Just to paint the picture clearer for y'all Nigga this shit is on the wheels It turn bad man u got it all wrong I got too many ice on my wrist It's so cold suhn I cough all the flow Rappers is Pity full Gay code They gang bang The beat is on the leash You think you dope that's a metaphor Believing cap it doesn't matter though Yeah I heard ur shit Shit is boring bro You hate the drip I guess it's overload YoU think we friends Lmfao f*ck that Your raps is fake like snapchat I say straight I don't backchat Lmfao you catching feelings take a nap brat You claim that you GOAT but you just a lab rat YoUr pen game ain't woke this shit is your weakness You said that you balling Nigga you ain't wingman Your girl she a coach my nigga she gat all the dick game She pull up on me Right at the crib I didn't call but she pulled up Straight to the room She got a bag I think it's gas she gonn pull out She got a man I got a map right where she wann ima put her I got a car in the garage but she wanna ride on my wiener I said I grew up in the dungeon shit is scary as f*ck No u never gon relate unless u hanging with us Mama raised me as a hero The streets turned me to a villain Need a feature pay the fee bro My money short like krillin This is Mat C The Prodigy It's only right if I just kill a beat I got em snapping like Ohh sheesh Who's he? The boy a beast Look I've been a goat but a different kind cause I eat rappers not grass nigga No I don' feel your latest kak nigga No y'all will never make the cut nigga I'm a skinny nigga with a fat ego I ain't gat Karats I'm not a f*ck nigro So I Takeoff like the illest Migo Watch em Offset as they bite Quavo I made hits without ammo F*ck boys wouldn't get the memo Check my Catalog shit fuego Flow heavy cyclone Dineo Handouts I don't take that Look I work hard for what I've got Need a verse nigga better pay up More racks nigga No favors Yeah I wrote this just to prove a point Lately niggas think I'm getting soft But if I went hard on every single song A nigga prolly gonna need a morgue F*ck yall She pull up on me Right at the crib I didn't call but she pulled up Straight to the room She got a bag I think it's gas she gonn pull out She got a man I got a map right where she wann ima put her I got a car in the garage but she wanna ride on my wiener I said I grew up in the dungeon shit is scary as f*ck No u never gon relate unless you hanging with us Mama raised me as a hero The streets turned me to a villain Need a feature pay the fee bro My money short like Krillin Lemme talk a whole lotta bull I don't really care about no fool I don't really care about no motherfuckin nigga If I gotta pull the trigger Ima pull Walking down an alley Walking down a valley with no weapon I ain't shook Short nigga bucket high hoops Short bitches whole damn mood If she look clean I might shoot my shot Give her this dick cause I call the shots I like it when she's gone cause I f*ck your thot Drip stay on I don't close the tap If I gotta sell my soul I'm gonn sell it Cause I ain't tryna die broke Bro forget it Ghost talk or ghost slang His verse in my herse Whose verse? A big L? Whose cat? A deep grave like 20 feet Niggas switch sides like half time And my bitch hot like salsa Pretty as f*ck like Sansa I talk to ghosts like it's normal I got your bitch and she with it She might pop it for my niggas I think she Opera how she give it She pull up on me Right at the crib I didn't call but she pulled up Straight to the room She got a bag I think it's gas she gonn pull out She got a man I got a map right where she wann ima put her I got a car in the garage but she wanna ride on my wiener I said I grew up in the dungeon shit is scary as f*ck No you never gon relate unless you hanging with us Mama raised me as a hero The streets turned me to a villain Need a feature pay the fee bro My money short like Krillin
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