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Hop out with that toast... And I dead him
Then I'm ghost... Like a phantom
Got patron and 1800 got Keisha here I'm blunted and we counting all of this money
Dirty dancing in your girl... like Swayze
Yea I f** her than I'm ghost
Got the phantom I call Casper cause sh** be looking crazy
Yea I call that thang the ghost
It's Breezy Bread am I'm riding know me man I'm always on the low/ you know me man I'm always on the go/ and they call me breeze cause I'm always going ghost/ but when I roll up guarantee you getting smoked/ and if you want beef n***a i could be the host/ because that Track House is my Ihop the waiter Pyro gonna serve him with the toast/ n***a y'all know me I'm so low key/ I ain't really tryna deal with having new beef/ I don't wanna see the court or a co D/ and have a judge tryna sit around and roast me/ but if he do I'ma tell him he can blow me/ smoke a n***a for he get the chance to smoke me/ I don't ever like sit and talk sh**/ I rather let my money speak fo me/ that's why a n***a always stay quiet/ that's why a n***a always silent/ a n***a like me never say sh**/ I can head nod and start a f**in riot/ I ain't lying ya boy stay gripped up/ 9 Luger he keep his sh** tucked/ I barely have to use it cause I call shots while I'm chillin in the strip club/ don't believe me ask Bugatti/ ask PY beast or Friday/ when we pop up its rocks up I ain't talkin Illuminati/ mix my Hennessy with hypnotic/ my patron and 1800 count this money then in ghost (echo)
Yea im gone!!!!!
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