Garry's Ghost (feat. Trade Voorhees)

I throw my guesses And get very close I mean scary close I'm in the future wit' it I am actually Garry's ghost It's deja vu bitch I'm not rich but barely broke And we talkin' 'bout firearms If I ever choked This ain't no movie But life is stranger than fiction truly I hope that you believe In ghosts and ghoulies Some of these demons Leave you doped and drooly They hot headed Ain't no way to cool it Look they the actual ones They don't just act a fool bitch Man that shit is ludicrous They playin' for high stakes And only f*ck with Ruth Chris I call my boo bitch Sing to her like Michael Bublé She spin my balls around her tongue Like a game of roulette You trynna f*ck Off top you gon' have to pay If you ain't really ballin' nigga You just playin' 2k Anyone could make a move Fucka' what yo' move make? She want a boob job So she went and made some boob bank What a good's a snake Without no venom in 'em That's a constrictor I don't need constriction Don't get convicted But I need conviction I would give you my heart That's if that shit existed And if I ever Shoot a shot and miss it I beat yo' ass and get that ball back Until I hit it I kill and I can't quit it I look the judge up in his eyes And said I fuckin' did it And I still got acquitted Shit I don't fuckin' get it But I live my life behind bars So I guess it's no different Look half the dope shit I've done I forgot and don't mention it Man I don't really know what's been Unless it's Benjamin That truth be hard for 'em to swallow Like a scoop of cinnamon They'd rather eat the fiction You can't make me nothin' Just pay me somethin' I don't attend pity parties That ain't my kinda' function I get the munchies And start munchin' munchkins I go bananas by the bunches Throw everything not nailed to the ground And y'all still throwin' punches I'm not the one to f*ck wit' I touch you like yo' uncle Except you not gon' love it The other difference is I do it all in public I'm hittin' buckets They whip is bucket My current aim is endless budget I'm never goin' broke I'm breakin' somethin' Beatin' pussies And ain't no HR they can take it up with I drop my shit It start to stankin' up quit Look while you on it You should play with my dick Lil bitch You're out of your fuckin' mind