[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]
Back up in the motherf**ing cut
Young GHOSTE OT
With them all gold teeth
Talk a lot of sh** but you're s**ing my dick
Lowkey
Straight bumping like [?]
Can you see?
All I really do is meditate till I make it to the plane
Solo, stay away from me
I don't need a motherf**er tell me sh** bout sh**
Been alone since 17
Tell me to get out the sh** I be spitting that's been done before
I don't see competition so I keep on depicting they cuppin' they nuts
Big buck teeth like a young King Tut
Schema the posse
I put it on my stone in a cemetery whether you bury me or scatter my ashes
You a punk b**h
If you ain't down with the K-R-double E-P like all of the ma**es, hoe
[Bridge: Wavy Jone$]
p**y boy don't want beef
p**y boy, p**y boy don't want war
p**y boy, p**y boy ain't bout sh** but that p**y boy always go'n ask you for more
p**y boy, p**y boy don't know me
p**y boy, p**y boy don't know GHOSTE
Oh
[Verse 2: Wavy Jone$]
I'm scheming your hoe
I'm deep in her throat
You wifing that b**h well I piped her for show and I pull up on stunt
Smoking on some
Come on the nun
Lace my blow with a bump then I stare at the sun
Loaded my gun
My mind feeling numb
Take my time
Man this is how come I haven't spotted why you sick and tired of the truth
Grab my soul
Separated, required approve
Reincarnate the curse
Shackled to dust
The product of Satan, ain't no God I can trust
b**h
[Hook: GHOSTEMANE(x2)]
[?] up in my system
Got me on some devil sh**
My eyes are bloodshot red
I'm hearing voices in my f**ing head