Ghost St. Patrick Lyrics

Pounds in the truck when I move I got to ride different

My bitch keep a gun in the tuck just like a side nigga

Been the hottest in it I'm winning ain't no surprise nigga

They telling me my fifteen up I just arrived nigga

Ima do the drill by my lonely don't want no codefendant

Keep a couple sticks when I travel it's like I'm codependent

I can make a bag in a hour it come a mile a minute

Told the plug I probably can get it off as fast as he send it

That draco my baby I let it ride in the booster seat

Glizzy riding shotgun gotta keep it right next to me

Shotty in the trunk leave a nigga pumped drunk

Still active with the hands I'll leave him Willie Lump

What you know about trynna get it my nigga it really take time

Learned how to hustle when momma couldn't get the grape fives

Nigga I'm a full time chaser rap just a day job

That nigga said he hit the whole whip I told him great job

Probably get the presidential when I touch a ticket

Fifty rounds in a glizzy many men shouldn't risk it

You can throw me in the oven bet I rise like a biscuit

I was trapping up in southern just to flex for all the bitches

Everyday we struggle like Akademiks and Wayno

Send a blitz snap of a finger I think I'm Thanos

Fuck a nigga all of these pussies sweet as a mango

Pay his bitch to do it she mix his syrup with draino

It's a V on my back

I'm in the V with a pack

Hit the scene blow a rack

Leave the scene with a snack nigga

It's a V on my back

I'm in the V with a pack

Hit the scene blow a rack

Leave the scene with a snack nigga

I like to talk numbers supreme mathematics

I'm a boss nigga I ain't never lacking

Fuck a P5 I make plays like John Madden

Fuck a ski mask we bare face like St. Patrick

This a shell catcher they'll never catch it

In a fast car with the music blasting

On the way up top bag full of ratchets

Smooth criminal keep a glove no Mike Jackson