Q Money - Ghost Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I used to be broke
Ha, ha, ha (It your money, ain't it funny?)

I'm stuntin' in that whip
And I'm ducked behind that tech
And ya know I'm with yo bitch
Nigga, yee ain't gon' do shit, huh, woo
Now get ghost
You know how that shit go, woo
I get gone
You know how that shit go
Jumpin' out that rental
Money on my mental
Two fresh, plus I'm lit, ho
Rollie Presidential, woo
Now get ghost
You know how that shit go, woo
I get gone
You know how that shit go

In the coupe, I dropped the top
I cashed out like I told 'em
I offend the local officers
They keep patrollin'
Young nigga in a foreign whip
They think it's stolen
Niggas know I got it
And I didn't even show it

We used to eat Ramen
Now we eatin' Salmon
Drippin' like a fountain
Bust down around my left wrist
As God is my witness
You might lose yo vision
Every day it's Christmas
I came from the trenches

I'm stuntin' in that whip
And I'm ducked behind that tech
And ya know I'm with yo bitch
Nigga, yee ain't gon' do shit, huh, woo
Now get ghost
You know how that shit go, woo
I get gone
You know how that shit go
Jumpin' out that rental
Money on my mental
Two fresh, plus I'm lit, ho
Rollie Presidential, woo
Now get ghost
You know how that shit go, woo
I get gone
You know how that shit go

I just poured that purp, woo
Watch me go berserk, woo
I'ma put in work
Like R. Kelly, I'm a flirt
Got my hand all in her skirt, ooh
Nigga, check my worth, ha
Fucked her 'cause she thirsty
Bae, I had a long day
I been gettin' money, uh
Who gon' take somethin' from me?
Niggas know how I'm comin'
If I up it, I'ma bust that bitch
On my momma, huh
Put that on my momma
I'm the goat, you niggas llamas
I've been runnin' up them commas
Nigga, you don't want no drama
I don't rock no Ferragamo
Play that Louis in the winter
Bring that Gucci for the summer, ay
I been on my grind
I can't work no nine-to-five
I been puttin' in overtime
I'm gon' get it 'cause it's mine, bitch

I'm stuntin' in that whip
And I'm ducked behind that tech
And ya know I'm with yo bitch
Nigga, yee ain't gon' do shit, huh, woo
Now get ghost
You know how that shit go, woo
I get gone
You know how that shit go
Jumpin' out that rental
Money on my mental
Two fresh, plus I'm lit, ho
Rollie Presidential, woo
Now get ghost
You know how that shit go, woo
I get gone
You know how that shit go