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ghost fight - gucci gang lyrics

[intro: natewantstobattle]
yo, ay, brr, brr
gucci gang
yeah, uh, ghost fight
ayo, we on that 2018 sh-t right now
let’s f-ckin’ go
yeah

[chorus: travis carte]
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
spend three racks on a new chain
my b-tch love do cocaine
i f-ck a b-tch, i forgot her name
i can’t buy a b-tch no wedding ring
rather go and buy balmains
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
spend three racks on a new chain
my b-tch love do cocaine
i f-ck a b-tch, i forgot her name
i can’t buy a b-tch no wedding ring
rather go and buy balmains
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang

[verse: shawn christmas]
my lean cost more than your rent
your momma still live in a tent
still slangin’ dope in the ‘jects
me and my grandma take meds
none of this sh-t be new to me
f-ckin’ my teacher, call it tutoring
bought some red bottoms, cost h-lla gs
f-ck your airline, f-ck your company (f-ck it!)
b-tch, your breath smell like some cigarettes
i’d rather f-ck a b-tch from the projects
they kicked me out the plane off a percocet
now ghost fight flyin’ private jet
everybody scream “f-ck westjet”
lil pump still sell that meth
hunnid on my wrist, sippin’ on tech
f-ck a lil’ b-tch, make her p-ssy wet

[outro]
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang
gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang, gucci gang

- ghost fight lyrics

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