Ghost Lyrics – Fizzler
Singer: Fizzler
Title: Ghost
Ayy, Slim Typical, I see you
Scratch mixed it, ahehe
Bringin’ it ’round, never legit
I’m gonna ghost [Bap], seein’ me fly
Breakin’ a Q down with a thick
She’s lovin’ the way I trap and then vibe
When I wake up, money callin’
Too lit, so I ain’t showin’ ’em jack
Now she sayin’ that I’m borin’
All I really know is fine crack
Bringin’ it ’round, never legit
I’m gonna ghost, seein’ me fly [Bap
Breakin’ a Q down with a thick
She’s lovin’ the way I trap and then vibe [Gang sh#t
When I wake up, money callin’ [Whee
Too lit, so I ain’t showin’ ’em jack
Now she sayin’ that I’m borin’ [Bap
All I really know is fine crack [Look]
Vi-vio’s don’t get brushed, you nuts?
I’ll-I’ll paint it ’til it’s red tape [Whoosh
Like Brum to Cov’, I got A45, no M-way [Bap, bap
They don’t do work, they just cеlebrate
But I’ll get you gonе like a Z away [Yeah
Me, I won’t wait for another day
If it’s smoke, ain’t goin’ another way [Let’s go
You must be mad, I ain’t savin’ a ho’
They love raw tips like roach [Eurgh
You know how titanic goes, with Henny, bare gyal are crashin’ the boat [It’s lit
Ballied up, was it me or Loso? [Gang
They say it’s me, I just say, “I don’t know
Why do bare man chat me like hoes
Yutes in the ends and YouTube trolls [Ayy, lowe
They all sideman like Behzinga
They’ll see pain if I step in a dinger
The wap-the wap come long, Miniminter
K-S, I do step for my n#gg# [Bap, bap
I weren’t into books, missed school as a kid, bro gave me a ca-H-W-dizz [Trap
I was so young, started takin’ trips, now I show man how to flip [Nyuum]
Bringin’ it ’round, never legit
I’m gonna ghost, seein’ me fly
Breakin’ a Q down with a thick
She’s lovin’ the way I trap and then vibe
When I wake up, money callin’
Too lit, so I ain’t showin’ ’em jack
Now she sayin’ that I’m borin’
All I really know is fine crack
Bringin’ it ’round, never legit
I’m gonna ghost, seein’ me fly
Breakin’ a Q down with a thick
She’s lovin’ the way I trap and then vibe
When I wake up, money callin’
Too lit, so I ain’t showin’ ’em jack
Now she sayin’ that I’m borin’
All I really know is fine crack [Look]
I’m lit like the strip
If I-if I go, somethin’ deffo get hit
Bando-bando be a real trap kid, like M24, he just came from the bricks
Did you s-did you see what we did? VVs on our pieces
This-this Day-Date forty glidin’, back in days, that’s what we did
I mean it [I mean it
If I get the mop then I’m cleanin’
If you get me crossed, I’m leavin’ man no way like he’s headin’ to Sweden
Free all my demons
I went and got lit for when n#gg#s switched
Stop, tell ’em, “Not try” ‘cah I got my ting tucked [Look
Two step ‘cah we bill it like Midas
I wanna drill, but them man are hidin’
Bringin’ it ’round, never legit
I’m gonna ghost, seein’ me fly
Breakin’ a Q down with a thick
She’s lovin’ the way I trap and then vibe
When I wake up, money callin’
Too lit, so I ain’t showin’ ’em jack
Now she sayin’ that I’m borin’
All I really know is fine crack
Bringin’ it ’round, never legit
I’m gonna ghost, seein’ me fly
Breakin’ a Q down with a thick
She’s lovin’ the way I trap and then vibe
When I wake up, money callin’
Too lit, so I ain’t showin’ ’em jack
Now she sayin’ that I’m borin’
All I really know is fine crack
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