ghost - marc vinyls lyrics
[hook]
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
[verse 1]
i needa all white beamer and then add a bentley
they keep talking bout my name when they never met me
i’m finna be a great scoring like it’s wayne gretzky
you better f-cking wake up
i ain’t talking fetty
you know the kid i run a biz and i employ
f-ck a b-tch on this d-ck yeah i’m annoyed
whose the man in the state? am i the void
between the fake and those who really making noise
mothaf-ckas never showing respect
you wanna talk about the kid well i really got next
never looking to the right and d-mn not the left
only f-cking at the finishing line i’m coming correct
so whattup
i got the gold around my neck so w-ssup
the ones who is always hating is cause they mind is stuck
i’m giving y’all some gems just off of the love
cause i believe in a power way up, up above
they love to hate me like tom brady
but you cannot top me now
couple real ones in my circle gonna hold me down
everything i rep is for my fam and my f-cking town
going for that legacy b-tch i want all the crowns
i’ll take you down in under a round
pacquiao
laugh out loud to those who tryna jack my style
my clique wild we get around just check the files
you showing love then imma make it worth your while
[hook]
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
[verse 2]
i said i’m winning, i’m winning
i gotta get up up in it
y’all been pressing my b-ttons
and now i’m reaching my limits
so i gotta k!ll em doe (though)
fake sh-t all around
b-tches all up on the blow
snakes hissing on the ground
watch yo step
be careful not to fall
cause every mothaf-cka don’t wanna see you ball
i do what i gotta do just to make it
all these people who be talking got no dreams they chasing
[hook]
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
i need an all white beamer with some rims
a pair uh new joggers and some ice cold timbs
a couple bad b-tches with me counting up my wins
so they can keep me company and heal me of my sins
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