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polat han – ghost / riding solo كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
yuh, ’cause i can’t hang with none of these lames i’m riding solo
get that cash and double it back i’m f_cking focused
sip that gin and clip my bl!ck, i keep it close
can’t n0body spot me on watch, i’m goin’ ghost
spent my whole life on that road i’m never home
been throughout everything with my gang, you know we bros
they be yellin’ out, “watch ya back for the rats”
’cause the trap don’t know
when the bl!ck on my d_ck gon’ blow
hit the ricks cop the whole d_mn f_ckin’ store
p_ssin’ out all this alcohol
oh, my systems f_cking toast
if you playin’ ’round with my name
don’t tell me that sh_t was a f_cking jos’
sippin’ exotic wockhardt, this that sh_t you’ll never know
how fast is ya life gon’ go?
how trash is the sh_t you sold?
questions you can’t answer ‘causе my bl!ck already told
clutching on that forty piece whеn that b_tch won’t leave me ‘lone
i’m moving with the smoke call me cena goin’ ghost
ha, haha, yuh, every move i make on my own is f_cking bold
you can’t hang around with my gang, you f_cking bogus
sippin’ on that sh_t you can’t even see, it’s f_cking foggy

[verse 2]
yuh, ’cause i can’t hang with none of these lames, i’m riding solo
what!
han gang, han gang, han gang
i’m making it back
talkin’ a sum, it’s about hundred racks, and i’m making it back
yuh, i’m making it back
whatever they selling i’m taking and flipping about hundred racks
i’m trippin’ off bands while f_cking a fan, she just don’t understand
i’m toting that k and spraying anybody who get in my way
talking ’bout racks yall don’t really get that
f_cking a b_tch i don’t ever chit chat
hit up my phone i ain’t never text back
sipping that hi_tec you can’t taste that
left you on read i ain’t never reply
call up my phone and you gettin’ a bot
i ain’t trippin’ off nothing but hoes in my mind
test me again, is you try’na find god?
[outro]
ghost!

- polat han

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