Benji Finesse - Ghost

I Get a check than go ghost
I Take my talents coast to coast
Lately i steady been up on the road
Chasin the bands ain't even do a show
But imma jus trap till the goal
Or til my whole wrist is on froze
Know a few nigga who went down the road
Couldnt keep up had to pay the toll
Imma go put in my last
Double up the profit make it back
Ever since a youngin had to go make to it stack
Jumping off the porch and had to the trap
Nigga was sharp as tack
Can't get caught without the glizzy that facts
Imma go run up a sack
Imma go flip me a pack
I paid $1000 for the shades
And still I'm seeing past the hate
All of these niggas envy jus want ya plate
They like a bitch up on a date
Gucci my body got snakes
Gotta Watch out i keep me a rake
Most of these niggas all acting fake
I got em picking up the pace
But to the benjis in the race
Im bummin for it in first place
Say he bout it but i seen the nigga froze up the glizzy in his face
I spray the shit
It ain't no mace
Im smoking drugs im feeling lace
Pop me a perk im moving outerspace
I do whatever for the cake
He see the light that his fate
Today can really be ya day
Call me Benji baby or benji papi
I cant remember what she say
Bread gang the money fucking gang
448 imma bang
Lately i been hanging around wit some billys
And if u ain't gang you cant hang
I Get a check than go ghost
I Take my talents coast to coast
Lately i steady been up on the road
Chasin the bands aint even do a show
But imma jus trap till the goal
Or til my whole wrist is on froze
Know a few nigga who went down the road
Couldnt keep up had to pay the toll
Imma go put in my last
Double up the profit make it back
Ever since a youngin had to make to it stack
Jumping off the porch and had to the trap
Nigga was sharp as tack
Cant get caught without the glizzy that facts
Imma go run up a sack
Imma go flip me a pack
I Get a check than go ghost
I Take my talents coast to coast
Lately i steady been up on the road
Chasin the bands aint even do a show
But imma jus trap till the goal
Or til my whole wrist is on froze
Know a few nigga who went down the road
Couldn't keep up had to pay the toll
Imma go put in my last
Double up the profit make it back
Ever since a youngin had to make to it stack
Jumping off the porch and had to the trap
Nigga was sharp as tack
Can't get caught without the glizzy that facts
Imma go run up a sack
Imma go flip me a pack

Written by:
Darryl Raiford

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