Greed (Ghost Slowed)

Doomshop, mothafucka'

Doomshop, mothafucka'

More money

Capper holding out on more money

So funny

Bitches try to test it's so funny

More money

Capper holding out on more money

So funny

Bitches try to test it's so funny

To-Toted up got blickies on me

Bitch I think you fuckin' phony

I don't give a fuck, lil' homie

Brought my gat, now show me money

Coming from the underworld

My body holds a demon

Heard you screamin' for a break

I don't think anyone could take

I'm a beast, I'm a foe, I'm the one you saw before

Don't be greedy with your life

Heard it right, I think I might

Come rumble with some buckos

Sea of pеople, I'm in trouble

'Bout to burst your fuckin' bubble

Now wе stuck up in a muddle

More money

Capper holding out on more money

So funny

Bitches try to test it's so funny

More money

Capper holding out on more money

So funny

Bitches try to test it's so funny

I cannot resist, re-reminiscing 'bout that big ol' stack

Heart attack

Now you landed here, you better watch your back

Who? Who are you?

Who the fuck I'm talkin' to?

I can see your dirty face, you lookin' like a damn disgrace

Never—Never have I lost it, got a blicky in my pocket

Better open up and watch it, there's a pocket watch I dropped

And my partner picked it up and gave it to me as a gift

What's the time? I never miss, while she suckin' on my dick

Mo-More money

Capper holding out on more money

So funny

Bitches try to test it's so funny

More money

Capper holding out on more money

So funny

Bitches try to test it's so funny

Doomshop, mothafucka'

Doomshop, mothafucka'