[Intro]
Ghosty
Yo

[Verse 1]
Anytime I keep up a fuckery
I do it discreet like across Greece
All the times I went on a glide and flew out the ride
I weren't leaving the country (Nah)
Fuck all of my opps
Think I've gone soft 'cah Rev's gone mainstream (Huh?)
If I come to your block
Then suttin's get dropped or it's Section 18
'017, no kids or women
This year I'm hittin' pets as well (Bow)
New wap with extra shells
I dare man try forget themselves (Go on)
I weren't stressed in jail (Nah)
I was kickin' back textin' girls (Haha)
Had a black pump like I filled my tank
That might explain all the petrol smell (Maybe)
But maybe I burnt my fit
Ha, she ain't gotta ask too much
'Cah I gotta her focused on firmin' dick (Ah)
Who am I to say no? (Huh?)
She tryna give me the box, thot
I just want thirty six (Bitch)
If I get my hands on the pussy or opps
You're gonna be worse than birthin' kids
[Chorus]
New wap that I got for the bootin'
Vladimir Putin, it came from Russia (Russia)
Really liked that tracksuit
Pissed that I had to let it burn like Usher (Pissed)
This bad B thinks she's my boo
Confessions, I don't love her (Nah)
Bro asked if I'm down to ride
(Yeah) Yeah, you ain't gotta call like Usher
Had two skengs in the ride, got away from jakes
What a lucky fucker (Lucky)
Caught up in traffic
Spin that whip, U-turn like Usher (Skrr)
Go on a glide on Friday
Get smokey, Chris Tucker (Smokey)
They're broke, and get smoked
Pissed, opps get it bad like Usher

[Verse 2]
How many times did I jump in the ride and crash?
But I weren't tryna make no claim (How many?)
Didn't even claim that works
Just lift him in the air like David Blaine (Boom)
I don't know half of these opps, washed
Tryna get a taste of fame (Dickhead)
When they're hashtaged in the bio
I bet I find out all the paigon names
Life change when I made some change
Still shave mans head like Damon Wayans (Ching, ching)
Shh got shh, he was like Usher
Bet you wish you could trade his place
Done him like I done up his bredrin
Three in his back, Leighton Baines
Same time that I did my first wettin'
Fat Joe was tryna make it rain (No cap)
I don't know about Amazing Grace
Gunshots are the sweetest sound (Sweet)
Instead of a stick
You went and brought drip, prick
Now you're just bleedin' out (Haha)
Got left in a pool of blood
Told bro "let's see if he drowns"
Smoking on shh, he's so loud
Neighbours told me to keep it down (Loud)
[Chorus]
New wap that I got for the bootin'
Vladimir Putin, it came from Russia (Russia)
Really liked that tracksuit
Pissed that I had to let it burn like Usher (Pissed)
This bad B thinks she's my boo
Confessions, I don't love her (Nah)
Bro asked if I'm down to ride
(Yeah) Yeah, you ain't gotta call like Usher
Had two skengs in the ride, got away from jakes
What a lucky fucker (Lucky)
Caught up in traffic
Spin that whip, U-turn like Usher (Skrr)
Go on a glide on Friday
Get smokey, Chris Tucker (Smoke)
They're broke, and get smoked
Pissed, opps get it bad like Usher

[Outro]
Ghosty