ZOTiYAC - Ghost Rydin lyrics

Uh, nigga I eat, boy I been goin' in for
Some years and they sleep
I'm gon' let niggas keep actin'
Like they don't see
Fuck it when in that water it's deep
Lil nigga we deep three to be exact
In the whip with that shit and
Two niggas who with that
Who on that shit get his shit back
Who on this shit boy I roll on some good gas
And get my day goin'
Opp niggas runnin' up, fuck is they goin'
Where the fuck is they goin'
Ion know hope they don't
Think that they scorin'
Looking back boy what the fuck is you doin'
Hammer on me it's nail in a screw em
Boy we on your block it's
On watch like cartoons
I drive dick in your thot
And she called me harpoon
If you slide on this block
It's a dead-end you doomed
He gon' die too soon he gon' diе too soon
He gon' die too soon

I left thе show with three
Thousand need two rooms
One for just me and my Glock and my bitch
My gun need a drumroll it's not just a clip
Nigga these 556's you more than just hit
If you talkin' some shit boy than
I'm more than just pissed
We gon' find where you at then
The morgue where you live
I'mma send a nigga there

He gon' die too soon he gon' die too soon

I left the show with three
Thousand need two rooms
Homie got white in them shrooms
Servin' that block like the goons
We in the trap with them brooms
Boy if you laugh then it's boom
Get shit shake the room
Boy don't get turned up you get tombed
Boy don't get turn up you get boom

All of you who see this picture
Can judge for yourself the
Extent of the menace to civilization
Of this new weapon
Civilized people can only demand that
Such power be directed not
Towards their obliteration but to
The benefit of mankind

Ghost ridin', Ghost ridin'
I'm in a phantom like Danny
Ghost ridin', Ghost ridin'
I'm in a phantom like Danny
And when I pop out, clip pop out drip, drop
Out the tip-top tip hit shit drop-out
All smoke never cop-out i got cotton mouth
Glocks out fuck a nigga plus
What he talkin' bout gang

Boy watch how you live cause
You gon' die the same
You live like a bitch and
You gon' die the same
Yeah I live on my own
And then fire like Kane
I'm bringin' that pain
I walk in just me and my pole
I ain't bringin' your main
Pour a wok in my cup and it fuck up my brain
And the mouth is too deep
Now I'm fuckin' her brain
Yeah I'm in the head
Yeah I'm way ahead of you niggas
You still givin' head
I'm still gettin' bread
I ain't fuckin' that hoe for just nothin'
Bitch I sell your leg so close them mofuckas
It's funny how quick I'm
Just goin' to roll
Me one up and I smoke the mofuckas
Bankrolls can't fold so we wrote a mofuckas
They said I wouldn't be shit
I told them mofuckas
I'm smoking on some cream soda
Shit and I just dropped
Me another little deuce and
Some cream soda shit she tan, thick
Sweet shit that's my cream soda bitch
She wanna suck dick in the whip but I
Said "can I get to know you bitch"

Ghost ridin', Ghost ridin'
I'm in a phantom like Danny
Ghost ridin', Ghost ridin'
I'm in a phantom like Danny
And when I pop out, clip pop out
Drip, drop out the tip-top
Tip hit shit drop-out
All smoke never cop-out i got cotton mouth
Glocks out fuck a nigga plus
What he talkin' bout

Devastation confronted him wherever he went
It must have been obvious to him
That surrender was the only cost
A so called sun of heaven as a
Divinely inspired leader had been bombed up