Kyle2Fresh - Ghost
Finna go ghost (Oh-oh)
I'm a fucking G.O.A.T., yea
Let's go, oh (Varen made this track)
Hoes up in my inbox, finna go ghost
Get the dots Pac-Man, but watch out for the ghosts (Get the ghosts)
Everyday, people tell me Kyle is a G.O.A.T
I just go say, yea, yea I know (Yea, I know)
Know that I got bands, but I ain't one to boast
My enemies still hating on me, that just goes to show (Goes to show)
That nobody taking you serious until you go and blow up
Moving too fast, I'm invisible, there ain't no one to slow us
Watch out, ooh I'm swervin', uh
Got these bitches curvin', uh
My .40 leave you open, uh
Cut you open like a surgeon, uh
You in the grass like a serpent, uh
Snitchin' on me like a serpent, uh
Tell me was it really worth it? Huh
Show is over, close the curtains
Shots coming, you be turning (Yea)
Catch you in traffic lookin' nervous (Ha)
All of my lyrics they be flowin
Caught speeding, then I got pulled over
Wait, ooh
PTSD, got my hand on my Tech again
Fucked in the head, so I'm taking this medicine
Every single one of you haters impediments
All of that shit you been talking, irrelevant
Bitch, I be bigger than you, like a elephant
Bitch, in my crib and she moving so elegant
Devil be tempting, I'm calling the reverend
God by my side, so you know that I'm Heaven-sent
Upping the score, bitch, I be steady leveling
Made a mistake, I ain't taking that L again
Fuckin' with me, I'll put you in the sediment
Runnin' the race, Imma put you in the wall
You ain't never nothing, so you can't ever fall
Stacking up my chips, Imma go for it all
I got all the cards, so you ain't finna call (Varen made this track)
Oh
Hoes up in my inbox, finna go ghost
Get the dots Pac-Man, but watch out for the ghosts (Get the ghosts)
Everyday, people tell me Kyle is a G.O.A.T
I just go say, yea, yea I know (Yea, I know)
Know that I got bands, but I ain't one to boast
My enemies still hating on me, that just goes to show (Goes to show)
That nobody taking you serious until you go and blow up
Moving too fast, I'm invisible, there ain't no one to slow us
Go ghost, call me Casper
Control this shit, go faster (Ha)
Like, I'm the puppet master
Talk on me disaster (Yea)
Demons coming through, Imma need a pastor (Need a pastor)
Fuck yo' daddy, you a bastard
Up next to the plate, yeah like a batter (Batter)
You be steady lying ,you is just a capper (You a capper)
Finna do my dance bitch, I ain't no toe-tapper (Do my dance)
Tell me, what's the matter?
Am I too good for this shit? (For real)
Just a G.O.A.T. up in this bitch (Yea)
Your homies see me getting rich
They like, "Damn, man I wish" (I wish)
Huh, take you off the hit list
Finna take you out quick (Brrt)
Yea, you broke, wash the dishes
Feel like a shark, you swim with the fishes (Haha)
Going too hard on all of these bitches
Them dawgs be barking, kill them snitches (Ha)
Veering off the road, caught myself and I got back on
Got me a new abode, new whip, with that black on
Making too much dough, couple bands I just stacked on
Go off, drop a bomb, North Korea like I'm Pak Hon (Oh)
Hoes up in my inbox, finna go ghost
Get the dots Pac-Man, but watch out for the ghosts (Get the ghosts)
Everyday, people tell me Kyle is a G.O.A.T
I just go say, yea, yea I know (Yea, I know)
Know that I got bands, but I ain't one to boast
My enemies still hating on me, that just goes to show (Goes to show)
That nobody taking you serious until you go and blow up
Moving too fast, I'm invisible, there ain't no one to slow us
Ain't no one to slow us
Hoes up in my inbox, finna go ghost
Get the dots Pac-Man, but watch out for the ghosts (Get the ghosts)
Everyday, people tell me Kyle is a G.O.A.T
I just go say, yea, yea I know (Yea, I know)
Know that I got bands, but I ain't one to boast
My enemies still hating on me, that just goes to show (Goes to show)
That nobody taking you serious until you go and blow up
Moving too fast, I'm invisible, there ain't no one to slow us (Ain't no one to slow us)
Written by:
Branden Pindell
Publisher:
Lyrics © Kyle2Fresh, O/B/O DistroKid
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