Ghost Lyrics - Christian Rich

I just ran hunnid yard dash 

You spent too much cash 

Screw your Goyard bags 

I knew that you wouldn't last (no way) 

I'm in physics class 

I knew that you wouldn't ask 

She got too much (shh, what?) 

Wonder finna do with all that 

Talked to Elon last week 

Told him my whip too fast 

Hunnid 20 on the dash (shit) 

I hope that I never crash (no) 

MSFTS on the map (yup) 

Drop hits that's that (hits) 

¿Teo? hit me with the pass, swish 

Niggas wish I never rapped (never) 

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Play this shit in the club for me, for me, for me (for me) 

'Cause if you in there, then I'll be the one you never see 

Like jeez 

Let me go put on my cleats 

The way that I get up and run through the streets (streets!) 

Paris like bon appetit 

They saw us and went to go call the police, yeah, damn 

Just put a hydrogen whip on a lease, yeah 

Tryna make sure that I leave a good world for my niece 

That's just me (that's just me!) 

We don't need you on the team, we pay too many fees 

They told me travel light, we ain't going overseas (whoo, whoo) 

It's just one night I'ma bring the whole fleet with me 

Play this shit in the club for me, for me, for me (for me) 

If you in there, I'll be the one you never see 

I'm ghost 

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They live the most (they live the most) 

I've been behind the scenes, I've been watching the ropes 

(I'm on the ropes) 

She put her hand on my neck, she on the slopes, ice (ice) 

Why you put so much space in the flow? 

(Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) 

When I wanna grow I listen to Hov 

Oake notes 

Look at the case, close it 

Open the doors, look at my neck 

Look at my wrist frozen 

Look at my pants dripping 

Swag, know that you stole it 

Play this shit in the club for me, eh 

If you in there, uh 

Nigga, I'm ghost