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poundcake - ghostt lyrics

(ghostt verse 1)
cake cake cake
wake and bake
no love songs here, i ain’t drake
swc where my head lay
diss woods bloc u can get sprayed
puttin birds on the street
like sesame
for the powder come invest in me
got a ar wit slugs the same size as triple a batteries
my mom says i’m too much
the judge couldn’t handle me
like be honest
lotta n-gguhz say dey on it
but na dey ain’t on it
ill put ur brains on the wall
like a facebook comment
i kick chicks out if they ain’t tryna f-ck
treat b-tches like squrriels all she get is deez nuts
yo girl finna tear up the mattress they way she grippin it as i’m hittin’ it
always got the rubber n steel neva slippin b-tch
i don’t pop pills and fake k!lls
i pop steel f-ck a am picked up a ak i’m aimin to k!ll
sh-t is real take a look at my polo b-tch
i’m a big deal
i deal wit bricks like housing
i keep makin gwop
till i’m tired of countin’
i got a bad b-tch dat increase my pay
owin me gwop is diggin yo own grave
safe to say don’t say my name
cuz i catch bodies n disapear like david blaine
u were on top butchu fell off like ace hoods bezel
2 n-gguhs ridin round wit a brick in a rental
work look like broken t–th
n-gguhs lie n deceive
i’m ridin f-ck u if u ain’t ridin’ wit’ me
some ride for money
i’m ridin’ for free
drizzy yg blaze n cnote be ridin wit’ me
add some savage kidz to the mix
see how violent we can be
when i pull this mac ouut
i’m shootin til the light in ur eyes
black out
i’m from etobic0ke where we pitch blow for low same sh-t ford smoke ya dat real dope
i’m from a da h-rn of africa i let it blow like a trumpet on some real sh-t
i got 2 45’s u got 90 problems to deal wit dats da end of it
f-ck the love and the pub
i sell drugs cuz i hav’ to
i don’t run but my gun got slugs to chase you
say u got guns but u styll wanna fist fight
12 shots make ur heart stop like a traffic light
talkin like u trappin right
p-ssy u can die to night
school of hardknocks sneak peaks and low blows
i don’t like pistols i cope semi autos
hollows in da mac can drop a boar
multiple shots open up ur top
like a car door
ya its a freestyle but you gotta pay if you want more

- ghostt lyrics

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