OhGeesy, Guapo - Ghost Gun lyrics
[OhGeesy, Guapo - Ghost Gun lyrics]
I put the pedal to the metal when I road-run
(Road-run)
This a Glock with a switch, not a ghost gun
(Ghost gun) when I fucked on your bitch
We had the most fun
Turn the wheel in the 'Cat, do a donut (Ayy)
I put the pedal to the metal when I road-run
This a Glock with a switch, not a ghost gun
(Ghost gun) when I fucked on your bitch
We had the most fun
OTX over everything, on bro 'nem (yeah)
If it's smoke in the air, we buyin' more guns
(More guns)
You can do what you want when you got motion
Hella Wave, we the wave, bitch, I'm the ocean
I be feelin' so smooth with no lotion
And I be fuckin' all these
Hoes with that latex (Latex)
You got a Glock with a stock, niggas basic
(Basic)
Roll a three-five up and I'ma face it
Had to cut some niggas off
'cause they base heads
My young nigga don't do talkin'
He just spray shit
Keep a top notch ho, not no lame bitch
And this a different one
This is not the same bitch
I just switched time zones
You on the same shit
Your chain rhinestone, nigga
It's that fake shit
I don't make excuses, nigga
I just make chips
If I don't got it want and I want it
I'ma take shit
I cook a whole chicken up, I'm finna bake it
Yeah
I put the pedal to the metal when I road-run
This a Glock with a switch, not a ghost gun
(Ghost gun) when I fucked on your bitch
We had the most fun
Turn the wheel in the 'Cat, do a donut (Ayy)
I put the pedal to the metal when I road-run
This a Glock with a switch, not a ghost gun
(Ghost gun) when I fucked on your bitch
We had the most fun
OTX over everything, on bro 'nem (yeah)
Yeah, ayy, ayy
Won't see that switch until it hit
'cause we don't show guns
Ayy, police pick me up, then I'ma shh
I don't know nothin'
Niggas, they be trappin' in the raps
But they ain't sold nothin' (Trap)
Why these niggas think they jacks
'cause they done stole somethin'? (Fool)
Black ski mask, catch an opp and we roll one
'Posed to been quit sippin' drank
I hit the booth and just poured up
Ayy, shorty talk like he my mans
But I don't know him
Every time I leave the crib
My pants got the pole on 'em
My mans caught a V on gangster
Sign 'cause he froze on 'em
Ayy, Chrome Heart denim
Got a big bankroll on 'em
They know mister put it on
What about mister put poles on 'em?
I'm servin' P's in the trap
I'm fresh as fuck with them clothes on
Yeah, I know I make this rap shit look easy
Ayy, hopped out that V, seen an opp
Started squeezin' ayy, livin' what I rap
It ain't hard to believe me
In LA with blickies and switchies
Just me and OhGeesy
I put the pedal to the metal when I road-run
This a Glock with a switch, not a ghost gun
(Ghost gun) when I fucked on your bitch
We had the most fun
Turn the wheel in the 'Cat, do a donut (Ayy)
I put the pedal to the metal when I road-run
This a Glock with a switch, not a ghost gun
(Ghost gun) when I fucked on your bitch
We had the most fun
OTX over everything, on bro 'nem (yeah)