GHOST ft. Malboro, I.V, Lil Ice & Jahs Diablo Lyrics

I blow out the candles and wish for more riches

RIP to those who pray for death wishes

Glide to the beat PC no glitches

Guns I post on IG, props, no switches

Slide to the drug dealers, yeah, Countin up mo skrilla

I'm ridin with some damn killas, yeah Got a couple ghost with us

Fuck, just can't get enough You ever seen your best man turn a rat

That shit'll fuck you up 7th grade, I was just a kid

Stealing poppas trucks, you're not the same That's just how it is, I'm tryna make it numb

Shit talking, need a big breather Civilian, I'm not a G, I'm not a snitch either

In the Bulldog, will protect to keep a few heaters Tell the truth, I want a lamb, not the truck

The two-seater

No Mike Dean, I got I.V

Play for the league, no JV

No hesitating, no capitatin Stop showing love, like this so amazing

Tiro por enfrente, como delincuente contras en la mira

No andamos sin palanca, No, no andamos sin palanca, no

Oh, no, no, no

I can smell a traitor from the city block Don't ever let me reach the top

I'm buying soles of all my opps Burning ships, this is it

Cheetah piss, and filament I'm on the roof, I'm riddling

Diablo got the fiddle playing So you know what's up

Pray 10 minutes Whatever you wishing on me

Look in the mirror Whatever you see

Forever you'll be, puss

Slide to the drug dealers, yeah, Countin up mo skrilla

I'm ridin with some damn killas, yeah Got a couple ghost with us

All these rappers pity I got them in the end zone

I probably hit my gritty These eagles got no catalog

The flow is upper echelon They tell her just to sell it off

I tell her, get my point across I chuckle just to set you off

Ice if I hand it off

Meetings in the 43's Cigarettes for all the pleas

Winter break in Florida Keys Uber, black, the SUV

Bid on the steak and beef You bitches eating pedigree

Damn, I'm a spitter but don't push me Revenge is joy next to dipping

in your bitches pussy Not giving features

It's family over pussies Made a couple plays

With some peas in my booky, damn

Slide to the drug dealers, yeah, Countin up mo skrilla

I'm ridin with some damn killas, yeah Got a couple ghost with us