HOLY GHOST Lyrics

I get so damn high

I'll pour the 4 right now

Im in the crib right now with Zion

I done lost my mind

I'm tryna turn around tryna find it

I'll chop it off right here

And I still love you my dear

These niggas ain't talking bout none

Ain't talking bout paper I ain't tryna hear

Don't know the last time that I cried

Shit yeah it's been years

I walk around do what the fuck I want

Ain't one man that I fear

Imma walk him down imma stand over him you'll think this bitch shoot nails

I cut em off all my friends they dead people

I cut em off all my friends they dead

Cut em off bitch imma chop yo head

Told me you had some to tell me shit just say it

I put some racks onna table

I put some mud fucking racks onnat bitch

I put some racks onna hoe

I put some racks hope 4 nem don't snitch

Now we getting all kind of doe

I see she play with her nose

Can't do none with that bitch she might get shit on my clothes

Imma keep on calling they bluff

Imma keep on making em run

Imma pull up in big body truck

Who the fuck said they want some?

Who the fuck said they want some?

Better come and get your hooeeeee

Just dropped that blunt

I know that shit just broke your heart

I didn't know how to tell ya

They say P what you got the snowball ?

I can smell ya

They say P niggas tryna sound like you I can't compare ya

They say P why you get so high like you in a shuttle?

They say P how you went cuff a thot?

I ain't even touch it

Spreading rumors I ain't even bust it

He keep a tumor concussion

That boy a loser ain't on nothing

Watch how I boom him like a Russian

He can't prove it, it's tussin

She go do it she lusting

He ain't do it he fronting

(Woahhh)

Keep a 9 on my side like I'm rondo

Hey I just turned 23 and where the fuck the time go?

She in the club P!

What the fuck ain't my hoe

(What the fuck she ain't mines)

When she got with me she thought she hit the lotto

These niggas ain't talking bout none

Ain't talking bout paper I ain't tryna hear

Don't know the last time that I cried

Shit yeah it's been years

I walk around do what the fuck I want

Ain't one man that I fear

Imma walk him down imma stand over him you'll think this bitch shoot nails

I cut em off all my friends they dead people

I cut em off all my friends they dead

Cut em off bitch imma chop yo head

Told me you had some to tell me shit just say it