b i g t h o m p casper da ghost şarkı sözleri
I'm working my move
And perfecting my craft
Number one pick if this shit
Was a draft
Play wit my folks
Knock him off the map
Play with this money
I been good at math
Count up this money
I been good at that
Catch lil bruh out
We got him running track
Just like a spine
You know I got your back
Them niggas be lying
They cap like a hat
Spinning on my block
Bet he leave on a flat
Running from cops
We gone slide in a scat
Running from twelve
We do dirt in a stricker
Catch opps like Odell
We strike shit like a lighter
Shot in the face
Since he think he a fighter
F*ck dem I'm gone
Dis jus a one nighter
She loving da vibe
I don't gotta fight her
Smoking dis za za
& I keep getting higher
We gone Pop up Like Casper da ghost
I walk in da spot
Wit a stick in da coat
They say it smoke put da shit on flow
Walking shit down make niggas get low
4 boy forever they know what it is
Rapping on beats but we still in da feild
Missing my Dawg it still give me chills
Kno niggas dat slide and shoot for the thrill
Lil Nigga itching to get em a kill
Just some free game dis shit can get real
They know how we Rock they know how we coming
Walk in dis bitch wit whole lotta money
Tell niggas no they look at you funny
I ain't Tryna chill till I touch me a hunnid
I fucked dis shit up then I got it again
I fucked dis shit up then I got it again
Come to the yo wit no pad & no pen
Rock out wit my brothers the f*ck is a friend
Rock wit my brothers they f*ck is they on
Them niggas lying they cap on a song
Catch us at da trap bitch we smoking strong
Too many plays they f*ck up my phone
Them niggas be broke they need em a lone
She loving da kid can't leave me alone
Jus popped me a perc you know I'm in da zone
Ain asking for nun I'll slide on my own
They wanna be me that Niggas a clone
Dog shit in my pockets im fly like a drone
Play with the four then he won't make it home
This shit really real tell niggas too chill
Don't need pill to pop shit like a pill
We see a opp and run down like a hill
Got bosses wit me we run shit uncle Phil