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Letra : 500G’s

Ghosty

Like real estate, I'm really into them bricks (Let's get it)
Bro's a real life John Wayne, loves a spinner, he's into sticks (Bow, bow)
Just got a call from K, he said he wants 125 of the piff (Okay)
I bag that and left, that's western 'cause I'm really into my chips (Bands)
Made a killing off loud in the town
I was young watching Disney Channel, now I'm out stacking all my pennies proud (Haha)
HV for the re, just over 3, I can pay straight reddies now (Cash)
He got splashed, he got whacked and the 2 still run their mouth (Why?)
And we're still tryna get back 'round

I push flick nanks inside a man's tummy (Yuck)
I ain't a doctor with idiots, but I've still discharged some dummies (Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
I couldn't give a toss about them mans health
Feds over there want me pulled up, sh*t, that drop was peak like Stealth (Sh*t)
You don't even make no bands but you wanna scream FTR like real (Amen)
500Gs when I re, how can I eye bag? I'm in need of scales
I can buss these shots without moving and I still won't miss those sales (None)
Little bro wanna do it too, I told him his time is due, you can step up too like Missy Ell' (Haha)
She been tryna suck man's nut, back from I made 2 shoots with her cell
You know I ain't no gentleman plus I trap, bang, flex, finesse as well
'016 got bagged for a kidnap, got snitched on plus they had intel (Snitch)
So I don't wanna chat in this ride, it could be a cabled car, Excel (Shh)
Sippin' on juice, smoking the gas, she loves my fash' just like Jay Critch (Hey)
She don't give a toss I'm a rapper or a trapper, she just wants d**k
Just see opps in traffic, driver Beyblade, man just spin (Ayy, spin it)
I got two fat teeth like Rufus, so anything's possible like Kim (Bow)
Phone been blowing all day I don't need Wade, I know the sitch
I been ringing off broski's phone, need reload, he's in the kitch' (F**k)
We caught them opps at 5, and they all blew, man's p*ss
Ice Age was my favourite film but now I'm tryna stay low from CID (Low)
Them man bruck over there, I think they been tryna stay low from Jibbs
If I bag this food it could get messy but I ain't in need of a bib (I ain't)
3 men steppin' on an opp block, that day I gripped and rolled like spliffs
'012 a 2's 500, now that's my gang reload on piff (Money)