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lil wraithboy - ghost mode lyrics

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[intro: lil wraithboy]
ayy, f+ck all these lame+ass opps, you know how we move!
phantom sh+t, ghost mode on, woo! (brrt, brrt)
skrrt, skrrt, runnin’ that 410 sh+t (let’s get it)

[chorus]
these f+ckin’ demons know how wraithboy slide
mask up, you ain’t catch me, b+tch, i ghostin’ live
draco on me like the grim reaper vibe
spray your whole block, ain’t no witnesses survive
i spray ‘til it cl!ck, no safety, no lies
410 my set, that’s the squad i ride
you keep frontin’, i’ma bury that b+tch
if shots flyin’ then the door get split (blaow!)

[verse]
i’m slime, cold blood, f+ckin’ ruthless, yeah
ran up on brody, left his ass clueless, yeah
hit him in his chest, no mercy, no bruises
smoke a whole zip, i’m floatin’, no excuses
slap a opp with that draco, quick switch
if it ain’t a choppa, then that pole get switched
copped packs from the west, yeah, we move that sh+t
three souls deep, ghost gang, that’s facts, b+tch
if the feds ask, i don’t know sh+t, no snitchin’ (nah)
load a switch back, b+tch, watch how it twitchin’ (brrt)
big boss energy, never fold, never flinch
we was young, wild, taught to never snitch (no cap)
make a n+gga vanish, pull tricks like a magician
hit up jaymo, he go crazy with the sticks (blaow, blaow)
first down blitz, gon’ send that hit
quan you a clown, why you always tote sh+t? (lame)
catch a opp slippin’, wack ‘em quick, hit his sh+t (pop)
(you know how we runnin’ sh+t, b+tch)
(410 maryland ghost sh+t, huh)
[chorus]
these f+ckin’ demons know how wraithboy slide
mask up, you ain’t catch me, b+tch, i ghostin’ live
draco on me like the grim reaper vibe
spray your whole block, ain’t no witnesses survive
i spray ‘til it cl!ck, no safety, no lies
410 my set, that’s the squad i ride
you keep frontin’, i’ma bury that b+tch
if shots flyin’ then the door get split (blaow!)

[outro]
you know how wraithboy get, mask up, ghostin’
draco in my hand, reaper mode, no jokin’
fully loaded clips, you ain’t do sh+t, just hopin’
spray ‘til it cl!ck, my set steady smokin’
410 my set, squad never fold, we rollin’
keep talkin’ that sh+t, b+tch, you get stolen
if bows in the air, then the door get broken (skrrt, blaow)



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