iLuvC3 - Ghost

Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash
Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash
You know I'm getting that money, I'm getting the bag
I'm making the money, I'm back like a beast

You can see how I'm shining , no diamonds on me
Designer and diamonds , they hit like Ali
I been stuffing them racks in my pockets, jeans
Whole lot of money I'm getting them bandz

Real pretty bitches, they fucking with me
Lets run up that money and go on a spree
I been spending that money, this shit feeling free
I been running up racks I can't fuck with you hoes

Know im really a star, I got this out the mud
Know they really be feeling it this understood
I been stuck at the bottom, I'm stuck in the hood
Money on my mind , gotta get out the hood

Why I bust down them in packs when I'm feeling real good
Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash
Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash
I came back from the back, it ain't making me mad

Let me hit from the back and I blow out her back
Get that money on me, sound too good on the beat
I just want that money, ain't talking no beef
I'm tryna be me, cause nobody like me

Bitch I wanna rock out like Muhammad Ali
I can't stop it right now, til I get what I dream
I can't stop it right now, til this shit with it seem
I love when I rap , but she love when I sing

I get the ball and I dunk on Yao Ming
Wanna See how it go baby, come get a ring
At the top of this shit, wait til I hit prime
I like pretty bitches, my bitches be slimes

They thinking it's easy, but this ain't sometimes
Don't worry little baby, I'm out of my mind
So I'ma keep going and watch how I shine
Ain't no sleeping we running up money

When we sleeping that money be coming
Only way that we sleeping for money
When I'm sleeping that money be coming
Let me fuck , let me get in yo stomach

Hop in the coupe and I'm swerving

Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash, Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash Just hit 205 on the dash, just hit 205 on the dash
I got money on me and I'm taking off fast
Now they just wanna know how im getting a bag
Now they just wanna know I'm making these songs

Now they just wanna know I can't give them the sauce
Tried to give them sauce, niggas acting lost
Only run up that money I live in a dream
Smoking on gas, only roll Russian cream

If a nigga gone drop, I get back on them feet
I don't make it in this, I'ma make it in this
I don't make it in this, I'ma make it in this
I don't make it in this, I'ma make it in this

All these niggas be snake I can hear how they hiss
Lil shawty she fly, baby give me a kiss
Watch how I work it, I'm flipping a brick
I'm on the radio, she kissing her phone

Turn me up baby, I'm high dab and
lil baby Im saying im faded
Screaming like yeah yeah say I drive her crazy
Girl you my perfect flower lilies and daisies

She got a real pretty mind, that's my baby
She got a real pretty soul, that's my baby
You know I'm getting so damn high , girl I stay faded
I'm finna shock the whole world, I really made it

She the one that held me down through all my phases
I'm tryna show you I'm for real, girl I'm not glazing
I'm tryna find a piece of mind girl can't you tell
You know I'm getting so damn high girl I stay faded

I'm finna shock the whole world, I really made it
She the one to help me down through all my phases
I'm tryna show you I'm for real, girl I'm not crazy
I'm tryna find a piece of mind girl can't you tell

You know I'm getting so damn high, girl I'm not crazy

Written by:
Jacori Carter

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