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ghost! - krishu lyrics

[intro]
what kind of bird is this?
it’s a peregrine falcon (peregrine falcon)
20, 3, b-tch
(falconer!)
out on bail, i’m out on bail (mike hector!)
choppa sing, like lauryn hill
(spigot, krishu, b-tch, spigot)
23btr krishu, wet ya b-tch up need a tissue

[pre hook: krishu]
getting me to yap? nope, b-tch i won’t tell
skai smoking fye, cuz he walked outta h-ll
23 gang, like 23 sh-lls
aye, i just made bail, plus we smoke by the bales

[hook: krishu]
not a bigot, but i pull up in a ghost, aye
xanny phantom, she gon’ go head do the most, aye
suck my soul, fall asleep, overdose, aye
grab the pole, alvin shooting from a close range

[verse 1: krishu]
aye, 10 iphones, and them b-tches different colors
10 white hoes, make ’em b-tches f-ck my brother
f-ck 5-0, boy, this draco got a stutter
model x, with the angel wings, drive by watch it flutter
gas, cash, .40 in the stash
spenny really pimpin’, f-ck yo mama old -ss
rank, flank, pull up in a tank (no limit!)
got a b-tch at howard she gon’ text me that this crank
me ion sip, voss cufflink
she think i love her for her soul, on some dumb sh-t
you stay screaming “we the opps”, but you bump this
choppa make you helen keller, that’s a dumb b-tch

[verse 2: krishu]
miles mccollum, my diamonds on lil boat, aye
i said my crib is a castle, closet a moat, aye
i spent some risky on my wrist
i shoot like beckham with the fl!ck
this drum hold 50 in the gl!ck (beep!)
lerado dreads up in the stick (aye, count up!)
i’m in the trap peeling petals
pipe hector got the f-cking tether!
how i’m broke, when you slaving the kettle?
that is not gold, that ain’t even real metal
leave a b-tch dead, even if she a vessel
leave your sweater red, i’m talking jim tressel
ion sip lean, i sip nestle
you fakin’, like you wrestle!
krishu! (krishu, aye)

[hook: krishu]
not a bigot, but i pull up in a ghost, aye
xanny phantom, she gon’ go head do the most, aye
suck my soul, fall asleep, overdose, aye
grab the pole, alvin shooting from a close range
n-not a bigot, but i pull up in a ghost, aye
xanny phantom, she gon’ go head do the most, aye
suck my soul, fall asleep, overdose, aye
grab the pole, alvin shooting from a close range

[verse 3: lerado]
(aye, aye, uhh, aye)
aye, ice in my veins, i’m in a cage
that b-tch only want me cause she see me on the stage
slide to my place, don’t tell a soul
i got offers in my face, for some n-ggas i don’t know
folks never change, watch ’em come, watch ’em go, aye
she wanna climb the ranks, well have fun, lil hoe
had to put her in her place, now her heart f-cking broke
i been thinking ’bout my days, how much left, no one know, aye
go ‘head; act a fool, won’t hurt n0body but you, aye
soon as i touch down, i had plotted on a tool
and these hoes’ll set you up, but these n-ggas do it too
you burn all that’s in your clutch, cause you try to be so cool
cool, cool, cool, really i can’t stand it
feel my stomach turning like a n-gga missing xanax
quickdraw, withdrawal, leave him where he standing
backstab, criss-cross, now your -ss abandoned

- krishu lyrics

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