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otm - holy ghost lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
you know the truth, b_tch
knock_knock, what we on?
through the cappin’, swift the pants and dragged the stove
she know the deal, “here’s a loaf, p, coach me”
these n_ggas nice, turn that beef into bologna

[verse 1: blue pesos]
why you talkin’ like that? it’s the codeine
why you askin’ funny questions? you the police?
double back, i need seconds, i’m kind of hungry
name a n_gga on the planet earth that’s cold as me, b_tch, ugh
probably up beefin’, know i’m faded, ’bout to fall asleep
duff, you remember when we bop_bopped susa lee?
cold demon, one wrong move, you could meet the reaper
b_tch, i’m indеpendent, i touch franklins on a daily basis
b_tch breakеr, make her feel this wrath if my pockets empty
my young n_gga shut the block down and took a head nod
top shot him, tell his mom “sorry”, knock his head off
spray this b_tch up, it’s rats in here, call pest control

[chorus: blue pesos]
grim reaper with me, equal thoughts when we sn_tchin’ souls
when we was hoppin’ off the porch, you n_ggas couldn’t go
in and out with the uchies, leave me home alone
ayy, who pulled up in that whip? what these n_ggas on?
sh_t
i’ll baptize him with these sh_lls, give him the holy ghost
n_gga
when we was hoppin’ off the porch, you n_ggas couldn’t go
sh_t
sweet jesus, laid his block down, it’s the holocaust, b_tch
ayy, who pulled up in that whip? what these n_ggas on?
[verse 2: duffy]
sh_t, all these n_ggas stinc team clones
who this phony? you ain’t mud walk with mr. mose
i’m c_cky, huh? my competition got on bummy clothes
cold demon, left him froze, cannons out, strike a pose
you still broke? what the f_ck is wrong with n_ggas?
holy moly, duffy trippin’, he just bart choked a n_gga
have motion, no feelings and emotions, n_gga
for this water on my neck, i’ll super soak a n_gga
sh_t, i’m goin’ kamikaze on ’em
do that one dance, n_gga, hit the ricky bobby for me
they say duffy hollywood, i do not reply to n_ggas
stinc bleeders, it don’t matter if my pockets seein’ chili
slidin’ with the mini draco, cold devil comin’ with me
he just caught the holy ghost speakin’ on me, n_ggas b_tches
babyface, hundiddy did him sick, i’m a menace
n_gga, shows getting cancelled, you should know we bad for business
bend the coupe, showboatin’ with this fully in my hand
tinted up, four blowers, almost caught him, but he ran
tell an opp, “you got served”, i just made him breakdance
n_ggas know what’s goin’ on, better not try that sh_t again
sh_t, your friends? that’s crazy, n_ggas nerds
worry ’bout the way we rappin’, n_ggas sound like lil’ girls
couldn’t believe it, .223s made a thug hit a twirl
what side you on, b_tch? it’s the stincs versus the world
[chorus: blue pesos]
grim reaper with me, equal thoughts when we sn_tchin’ souls
when we was hoppin’ off the porch, you n_ggas couldn’t go
in and out with the uchies, leave me home alone
ayy, who pulled up in that whip? what these n_ggas on?
sh_t
i’ll baptize him with these sh_lls, give him the holy ghost
n_gga
when we was hoppin’ off the porch, you n_ggas couldn’t go

- otm lyrics

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