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[chorus]
b-tch, i’m going ghost
i can’t f-ck with fan ho’s ’cause they do the most
n-ggas internet beef, talking through a post
these rap n-ggas guests to me, i’m the staring host
swear, i hate a lame n-gga tryna f-ck up motion
i put d-ck inside her spine, she wet like the ocean
see you with another guy, f-ck with my emotions
put my wrist up to the air, you see that it’s frozen
put my chain up to the air, you see that it’s golden
feel like i was destined for this sh-t, yeah, i’m the chosen
when i drop a tape i tell ’em, “watch out for explosion”
really popped a perc’, i told him it was ibuprofen
hеlla demons in me, b-tch, i need to let my soul clеanse
i would go and live the tour, but i ain’t got no friends
tell the dj, “cut the trap,” ’cause they won’t let my pole in

[verse]
she wan’ come hang with the gang, okay, then f-ck my bros then
le’ go, le’ go, oh, you like za? let’s smoke then
oh, you like za, i got straight packs to bag, what ‘wood we smoking?
g5 stuffed inside my jeans, that .30 round keep poking
get that bag by any means
got true religion on my denim
catch an opp, he with his b-tch, i don’t give no f-ck, she get shot with him
yeah, bounty on his head, i tell my dogs to go and sick ’em
dumbass thinking with yo’ d-ck, hit up this b-tch, and she went tricked him
all he showed you was support, and yo’ dumb ass had went and dissed him
[chorus]
b-tch, i’m going ghost
i can’t f-ck with fan ho’s ’cause they do the most
n-ggas internet beef, talking through a post
these rap n-ggas guests to me, i’m the staring host
swear, i hate a lame n-gga tryna f-ck up motion
i put d-ck inside her spine, she wet like the ocean
see you with another guy, f-ck with my emotions
put my wrist up to the air, you see that it’s frozen
put my chain up to the air, you see that it’s golden
feel like i was destined for this sh-t, yeah, i’m the chosen
when i drop a tape i tell ’em, “watch out for explosion”
really popped a perc’, i told him it was ibuprofen
h-lla demons in me, b-tch, i need to let my soul cleanse
i would go and live the tour, but i ain’t got no friends
tell the dj, “cut the trap,” ’cause they won’t let my pole in

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