LYRIC

We lit, we lit

[Chorus] Yeah, shorty just call me the ghost
I don't got time for the hoes
Mans out her touchin the road
Mercy man count all my clothes
Now I get racks for the shows
Chain like a hunnid below
Stay with the team from the go
Nobody touchin the flow, yeah

[Verse 1] Now that you know what I'm feelin
I'm able and willin, I can't feel my face but I don't know The Weeknd
But weekends are chill when I'm posted and chillin
We been in the building but now these hoes notice
Knew I was cold, feel like the coldest
No one can fuck with me, you never touching me
Pull up in luxury, shouts to the company
Bitches show love to me, feelin like

Hit that shit once then go ghost, pass that shit off to my bro
Passes go up in the air, shut up I'm makin a toast
Just got a call from your bitch, she out here doing the most
None of you rappers can flow, you tryna hop on the boat, yeah

[Bridge] Shorty I'm the man, thought you knew that
Bring it through with yo cute ass
We just posted in the ville, I am not the type to catch a feel

Yeah ridin around in a Bentley, my city respect me
The industry text me, and fly to Los Angeles
Chillin in Beverly eatin spaghetti
Got sauce on my Fendi but fuck it ain't Fendi
Everyone envy, I just want my friends to be happy and friendly
I just keep a few, few to me's many
And everyone else who I meet shallow and empty I'm feelin like

[Chorus X2] Yeah, shorty just call me the ghost
I don't got time for the hoes
Mans out her touchin the road
Mercy man count all my clothes
Now I get racks for the shows
Chain like a hunnid below
Stay with the team from the go
Nobody touchin the flow, yeah

[Bridge] Shorty I'm the man, thought you knew that
Bring it through with yo cute ass
We just posted in the ville, I am not the type to catch a feel

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