Crowd of ghosts

What, What, Uh, Uh (Yeah) What, What, What, What (like i don't even know what to say...) Pour me a shot real quick Tequilazo to the face no expression on me I do better in the cold like December, homie Luh white boy at the party, want to hold my nine But if you're not my twin flame, you can't hold my fire I don't think it's possible to get much higher I be kickin' it with two 10's they both sexy liars Me and Logan, Fire and Frost on a easy day Grabba leaf or the wood I do it either way Cause I'm really like that And I'm going, and I'm going, and I'm spinning right back, yeah Hit the block, hit the moves, where to stop at Where the move, where the booze, where the ops at I'm just movin' and coolin' so drop that I be droppin' shit and I'ma light the deal, man I be droppin' shit, nigga, like the mailman I be kickin' shit, nigga, like the strike yeah I be, I be, I be piped up with my niggas wiped up I don't even, uh, we can't mention names We can't do this every day I can't even let you play with us We didn't let you study with us We can't even play with it We can't even We hit that work and we load it up Move it up Back the truck up, make her really fucking nut Play with it Play to do this shit and make I don't even know I'm trying to spit I'm trying to f*ck it up I'm just trying to do some shit I'm trying to move it right way up I'm just really living life I'm really doing this shit right I'm just really with my mama and my sisters every day Uh, uh Just kidding