Ghost

Yeah, yeah

Uh, hey

I'm a pullof inna ghost, hey

My lil burna leave you ghost

Swervin' in the ride with a ski mask

Catch a homicide and I mean that

When I'm rollin' off the X, I'm in go mode

Yeah, I don't ever read a text but got two phones

Imma swerve out tha lot in a two-tone

Put you in a hearse if you move wrong

I'm seeing red, yeah, I'm seeing red

He got popped out the side of the vet

All the shots, you would think I was a vet

That boy shook, gave him cardiac arrest

I left him cookin' but I'm not even a chef

I got bails in the back of the Range

We got pills, we got scripts

Ain't no talkin', time to plead the fifth

It's time to plead the fifth

Are you real

Tell me, are you real

Or are you fake

It's time to put you in your place

I'm a find out one day

My lil burna leave you ghost

Swervin' in the ride with a ski mask

Catch a homicide and I mean that

When I'm rollin' off the X, I'm in go mode

Yeah, I don't ever read a text but got two phones

Imma swerve out tha lot in a two-tone

Put you in a hearse if you move wrong

If you move wrong

If you move wrong, yeah

If you move

I would put you in a hearse