Ghost (feat. 3ohBlack)

[Intro: 3OhBlack & HB The Engineer]

Twysted Genius, baby

HB

Ayy, HB, what it do?

3Oh, what it do, my ****?

They done put a **** on the intro

Everything ghost, pull up in a Ghost

Give that bitch D, then I turn into Casper the Ghost, you hear me?

Whole lotta, lotta, lotta, matter fact, I ain’t even bouta

Let’s get into this shit, you hear me?

3Oh

Ayy, leg

Hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1: 3OhBlack & HB The Engineer]

I made twenty thousand dollars yesterday and I ain’t even jump up out the bed

Bag a leg, take her in the telly, got the bed rocking like I’m Fred

Barney rubble, ridin' in a bubble, but it's stolen, watching for the feds

Made twenty thousand dollars yesterday, little boy, you heard what I said

You came in this rap game to play

I came in this rap game to get out them trenches

Some ****, they mad, 'cause I did it, they can’t

Wet up his block, make him do it for saint

Ah, shit, why your bitch? She keep watching me

Hop on a jet everyday, 'cause they clockin' me

They be like

"Yesterday you was in Cali"

Now I’m in D.C. with gang in the alley

You ain’t never hit three states in one day just to get a check

Drop the top when I pull up in the 'Vette

Sloppy toppy, I don’t want me no sex

Give me that mouth, then I’m back in the stu'

Me and Shitty turn your block to a zoo

Watch me pull up with them lions and bears

Circle small, I don’t fuck with no square, ayy

I’m out in Cali with HB and "Hey"

Leggin' or nah, I be making 'em chant

I’m in the hills, I ain’t talkin' 'bout Grant

Bagged that lil' bitch, then we pull up in Beverly

Give her good D like my name Patrick Beverley

Wrestle with the work, they calling me Kane

Don’t wrestle with ****, just aim at they brain

I’m really with the shits, so stay in your lane