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bizzy banks - ghosty (from the block performance) lyrics

[verse 1]
look, if you a shooter, boy, you better keep the 30 on
i’m a player i still got my jersey on
watch her fiend when i put extra st_rdy on
i just told my old b_tch that the feelings gone
it’s a cold world, gotta put the heater on
all i hear is bizzy banks when the speakers on
put a chop on my hip then my sneakers on
turn to jeepers creepers when the beef is on
he wanna be down i can’t wait to lift him up
swishers, blunts, runtz, f_ck
pistol tucked, run up
touch what? guns bust

[chorus]
b_tch, i am him
can’t catch you, hit your godd_mn friend
tryna shoot at his top but the chop hit the rim
tryna shoot at his top but the chop hit the what?
like, uh, clutch it
boy you a b_tch, get down buss it
nena a freak she gon’ squirt when i touch it
sh_t a gеt graphic, that’s when i love it
think he thе wave until we come brush him
why mention blaze if you not on nothing?
n_ggas be dyin’ for words and clout
look, that ain’t nothing new
we turn the city up like uncle luke
got some old n_ggas shootin’ like they uncle drew
[verse 2]
last time i seen pop, we really shook the room
b_tch i see the stars when i see the roof
n_ggas turn to frauds when they hit the booth
how you gon’ lie when we know the truth?
wasn’t jah crip when we was up in school?
how he turn, uh, that ain’t my business
n_ggas love to slide, he a eye witness
drummer hit his thigh but this is not chicken
b_tch i’m a g.o.a.t
can’t afford to go broke ‘cause my life ain’t cheap
all i know is be humble, being rowdy ain’t neat
always on go so don’t think sh_t sweet
keep bl!ckies ‘round me but i ain’t 22gz
sh_t look like a glock but hold .223’s
uh, look, free all the shooters
hop out with choppa’s, you know i got ruger
i do not politic, f_ck all the rumours
see him in person we just gotta boom him
[?], that’s how we do him
bro got the gun out
give him the green, he gon’ shoot the whole clubhouse
after i nut tell that b_tch get the f_ck out
please don’t talk smart ‘cause i’m really a dumb out
might shoot when the sun out, look
[chorus]
b_tch, i am him
can’t catch you, hit your godd_mn friend
tryna shoot at his top but the chop hit the rim
tryna shoot at his top but the chop hit the what?
like, uh, clutch it
boy you a b_tch, get down buss it
nena a freak she gon’ squirt when i touch it
sh_t a get graphic, that’s when i love it
think he the wave until we come brush him
why mention blaze when if you not on nothing?
n_ggas be dyin’ for words and clout
look, that ain’t nothing new
we turn the city up like uncle luke
got some old n_ggas shootin’ like they uncle drew

- bizzy banks lyrics

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