li ajayy - Ghost Lyrics

Mm-mm-mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Better not get caught out, mm, mm
Better not get caught out, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

Hey, wait a minute, boy
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
No, opp ain't bulletproof
No one heard his chest

And he got ghosts when all them bullets flew
We can't get to you
So we just gon' go kill who close to you
Catch a opp in traffic

If they in, I'ma hop out and shoot
Run up on me, run one trip to God
No, opp ain't bulletproof
No one heard his chest

And he got ghosts when all them bullets flew
We can't get to you
So we just gon' go kill who close to you
Catch a opp in traffic

If they in, I'ma hop out and shoot
Run up on me, run one trip to God
They niggas know that how I rock
Top down on me, then you get popped

J4 Glock, can't wear the switch
Don't try to run, then you get dropped
They made a diss and they got shot
Neither one of them made a lot

Give the droppers, then they block
You won't get me, I see the plot
No, I ain't new to this
Catch him in the car and make a wreck

I bet I leave a dent
Four-five hollow tips go through your head
And make your shoulder twist
No, I won't let it go

That shit for sure, no, I won't open me
This shit won't never end
I won't stop shooting until it's over with
I feel like my dog been trying to snipe me

I can't go for shit
I'm only 17
I never knew that it'll come to this
Can't play me like no bitch

No, I can't go, I'ma stand over shit
He ain't know what to do
When he ain't up
When I get caught with it

They all gotta go
Stay out the way
Or you won't die with them
Don't care about where we at

I see a off, you better not like with him
Got so many shots up in his gut
Like I was shooting a film
He get caught with his hoe

If he run, I'll shoot
No, I ain't dyin' for him
No, I heard his text
And he got ghosts

When all them bullets flew
We can't get to you
So we just gon' go kill who close to you
Catch a opp and trap

Against the end
I'ma hop out and shoot
Run up on me
Run one trip to God

If I ain't bulletproof
No, I heard his text
And he got ghosts
When all them bullets flew

We can't get to you
So we just gon' go kill who close to you
Catch a opp and trap
Against the end

I'ma hop out and shoot
Run up on me
Run one trip to God
That's why I'm sending you

Go down on me
Then you get popped
Don't try to run
Then you get

They made it this
And they got shot
Made it up
Let's bring that Glock

I see the flag
No, I ain't doing it