ghastly - $kid & danny g beats lyrics
[intro: $kid]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
(make*believe)
got your girl in the conversation room doing the nasty
b*tch said i’m rude, i wouldn’t put it past me
diamonds in my chain ’cause i’ve been movin’ it fastly
pop dark as h*ll, i’m sipping on ghastly
the shadow man is draining my psychic energy
this is a shadow wizard exclusive
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
(make*believe)
[verse: $kid & $weet*t]
got your girl in the conversation room doing the nasty
b*tch said i’m rude, i wouldn’t put it past me
diamonds in my chain ’cause i’ve been movin’ it fastly
pop dark as h*ll, i’m sipping on ghastly
dutch will clip you for the free, we ain’t givin’ hush money
so many carats in the piece, you’d think my jeweler’s bugs bunny
we gettin’ chains, aps, and mullеrs off rap and drug money
put the dog in her cooch, that’s my lil’ puck bunny
rappin’ likе the rent due, but all the bills paid
heroin what they went to ’cause all the pills fake
i got some fiends to attend to, i might be a lil’ late
new chain or new watch my only debate
don’t want them lil’ plays, we pushin’ only the weight
except irene, i get her right when it’s time to sedate
don’t talk crazy on the ‘gram and feel safe in your estate
i’ll pull up where you stay and turn that b*tch to kuwait
you at the police station pointin’ fingers, givin’ tips
i’m walkin’ bow*legged ’cause this piece on my hip
yeah, the bows cool, but you can make more off a zip
raw and uncut, you can tell by the drip
cuttin’ up the raw, breakin’ blocks down to chips
breakin’ chips down to powder just to prep for the flip
drip the sauce on the sheet, then we break it down to strips
get a whole thing and break it down and change clothes and whips
walk in the trap, they playin’ my music
they bump me in the trap ’cause i really do it
all my fiends got tracks ’cause they really abuse it
unc’ got fent’ in the blender, tryna infuse it
dutch almost clipped the connect, i had to diffuse it
got this little piece tucked, don’t persuade me to use it
yes, i’m from the ‘burbs, but please don’t confuse it
if you really like your life, don’t play ’cause you’ll lose it
i be talkin’ ’bout my life and whatever else
dutch’ll chop your head off and put it on my shelf
i can front the bag out or sell it by myself
new arp the same size as an elf
new ar*10 the same size as an ogre
new grow spot the same size as a kroger
big*time traffic, ain’t nothin’ mediocre
i’m on the road all day like a professional chauffeur
tryin’ to stack and play my cards like professional poker
i know my name good, you can ask all the brokers
you know the ‘caine good, you can tell by the odor
big 7.62, it’ll shut off your motor
big .308 bullets, they’ll turn off your conscience
my plug real chill, but all my buyers obnoxious
we done seen it all, it ain’t too much that could shock us
you hatin’ on the clique, but your whole clique rocks us
[outro]
shadow man 13
real fentanyl music
d*mn, son, where’d you find this? in the trash?
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