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GHOST (feat. HOBO RED)
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Jaime Juan Morales-Rodriguez
Jaime Juan Morales-Rodriguez
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Woah Grunch, what the fuck is wrong with you? (Bomboclaat) Tell me where you goin', tell me where you is Fuckin' on this hoe, cause I don't know what it is Bitch, I hit you on the low I be goin' ghost, then I hit you on the phone Then I hit you on the phone Bitch, I don't know where to go Fuckin' with this song Bitch, I'm fuckin' with no hoe I can't even function can't hit you up no more Everyone know I'ma get fucked over Tryna live my best, my money up, like, woah Ayy, lil' bitch all up on my dick I think I like that Nigga lookin' at me crazy, now I'm sayin' fight back I pipe that, and then I send her right back Bought a couple drinks and now she talkin' need to hide that Know what the fuck this is All my shit stackin' up, you can fuck with this And I'm like, uh You got somethin' to say Stop typin' all that shit and say it straight to my face Hey, hey, hey, hey Tell me where you goin', tell me where you is Fuckin' on this hoe, cause I don't know what it is Bitch, I hit you on the low I be goin' ghost, then I hit you on the phone Then I hit you on the phone Bitch, I don't know where to go Fuckin' with this song Bitch, I'm fuckin' with no hoe I can't even function can't hit you up no more Everyone know I'ma get fucked over Tryna live my best, my money up, like, woah Got my money up and I don't give a fuck Got my blinky tucked it make you double-dutch Oh, that bitch be talkin' love games that lead to road rage White bitch, she love the cocaine mixed with white haze I'm on that shit again I'm the evil villain twin Boss it up like Mega Man I can't see no dividends She say, where you goin', baby? To make some money I'm goin' crazy Me and Grunch be goin' brazy 513, it ain't nun basic Tell me where you goin', tell me where you is Fuckin' on this hoe, cause I don't know what it is Bitch, I hit you on the low I be goin' ghost, then I hit you on the phone Then I hit you on the phone Bitch, I don't know where to go Fuckin' with this song Bitch, I'm fuckin' with no hoe I can't even function can't hit you up no more Everyone know that you been on my dick Frozone my wrist Fuckin' on my bitch Heavy fuckin' gems I be rockin' hit my ribs Heavy fuckin' ice, I got rights to the finest I hit it, then I dip, cause I don't wanna fuckin' fight, bitch Flow switch, right bitch in the right whip Stick on my motherfuckin' hip, cause I'm righteous M-M-Makin' music, stayin' timeless Minus him, she found him fuckin' lifeless I be switchin' lanes Crashed the whip Cause yo bitch was down here givin' out brain I don't even know any of y'all, but y'all still know my name like I don't even know y'all, but we still gon' run out the fade
Writer(s): Jaime Morales-rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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