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coach da ghost - hitlist lyrics

[verse 1]
if i shot and i missed i apologize, i done traumatized a lot of guys
we done made a lot of momma’s cry, i know one day that i gotta die
i’m the first one to shoot when it’s time to ride, your mans dead you ain’t tryna slide
they rapping and capping ‘bout homicides, they was talking they sh+t but now i arrived
i know that they scheming look in they eyes, they know i’m a demon they ain’t surprised
all the opps keep on lying i wonder why

[bridge] (x2)
i keep a stick i cannot go
you will get shot if you drop choo
you’ll probably die if you drop folk
wipe your nose then we swerve in a tahoe
competition look nervous they not close (shine)

[verse 2]
i got plenty of hallows just for costamado but i don’t really want the cops to follow
so ima get the drop from a lil thot, she gone line him he get shot tomorrow
and i know why he big mad, cause the guys got one up on him (shine)
he a d+mn lie, he got shot and his mans died with his gun up on him
i can’t wait ‘till i finally run up on him (how you know?)
he like 450, i keep hitters they all siggie man we don’t gotta run up on him
ay, ay, how the h+ll you a ghostbuster, i be tweaking if he with his bm i’m fiending i’ll f+ck around and shoot the both of them, look
now let’s take a trip to the forest side, let me know if you run into fivio
grab the sh+ts with the sticks yeah it’s time to roll
he a goofy i promise i’m just being honest i got it you spot him then ima blow
it’s about to get scary just like his amiri’s, he chatting and acting like i don’t know
i’m a gd i’m coming in greedy so make sure you lock up your door ‘cause i be close (shine)
i’m santa claus and this is christmas so guess who’s next on this hit list (shine)
i know y’all never won’t forget this, i’m a shark eating all the fishes
they can bark but it ain’t vicious so please don’t never get it twisted
mauley please take the g out your name i thought you was woo from the floss
your own homie put his feet on your brain and he probably livid ‘cause it’s you of course
out of all of these capping rappers did you ever think that i would ever show you remorse
and don’t think you safe ‘cause you wooo from the ville
shoots fired, gooey sauce, wook, y’all should’ve knew he lost (shine)
i don’t gotta prove he soft, hit his whip and i’m cruising off
then i smoke me a spliff in the newest porsche (shine)

stop blowing my high is you ready to die you know for the 6 i ride
and we don’t just die yeah we multiply, he giving me 6ix9ine vibes
i’m a felon you know i ain’t telling, i’m choo’n and no i won’t switch my sides
i thought i told you not to drop folk, i thought i told you not to drop choo
i was searching and looking for fivio f+ck around and got addy on gwuapo
yeah he still complaining and he still tryna be famous but bullets don’t care if you hot bro
“baby you should take heat” that’s the silly sounds of jay gwuapo
we don’t gotta k!ll him, look, we could just rob him and drill him and show him he not broke
we remove the cheese from his nachos, sike, we knock the meat out his tacos
and if you getting money then why you condoning the same sh+t that got pop smoked
and i just find it funny it’s 2020 so stop rapping and say that you’re not bro
baby, a lot of n+ggas really hate me, i pop a perc and go crazy, spin the ville and look for jaydee
but the choodie just hit me while i’m in pursuit and told me jaydee locked for a rape charge
and i’m not tryna say that he might get convicted but y’all know i had to instate y’alls
for a rape charge? i swear to my momma i hate y’all, if they find another llama that’s 8 y’all
ima start on a couple people that want me gone but ima shoot first i’m a face card
so i guess it’s looking like 8 y’all, i’m lying i’m doing the race y’all
it’s a sign my soul keep on crying, i’m lying (?) probably up it on jakes y’all
dead opps i can see them in you, f+ck a deal i don’t need a venue
this a hit list for the lit crips and the fake woo’s just to be continued

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