I Think I Saw a Ghost (feat. Sheek Louch, Vic Spencer, Reignwolf & Luke Holland)

Let's get this money, yeah nigga Uh, shit is rockstar shit Radiohead and all them niggas with all them fly names Yeah, Green Day, Van Halen, Metallica shit Yeah, Ozzy, shout out to Ozzy Yo, hey yo [?] the duffle bag got a straight mill Black [?] the grill Party and bullshit, the gun got a full clip Stop running your trap, you get yapped for that loose lip Triple [?] feel like an OJ glove And them Gucci seats in the jet is nothing but love Push come to shove I'ma burn an half of ounce in the skylark Ice cold Dos Equis, I don't fuck with the landshark AMG [?] with the glass steering wheel Petrified wood dash [?] the crystal windshield White tire gold diamond flakes in the paint job Shit's so sexy, when you look, you get your dick hard Impeccable, I'm more than intellectual [?] that'll stir fry your vegetable [?] merk your grandmaw For them dead presidents You should never bite the hand paw I think I saw a ghost Walking up and down the road Going coast to coast It won't stop until the lights turn off Well here you go, it's bad for me I think I saw a ghost I think I saw a ghost And that's the word to my mother I love the motherfucking game, I like my bird to be smothered Apple juice Beamer at Costco's Rock and roll shit still make you do the wop though Leather pyjamas, the house shoes off white If I wanna win the finals then I gotta call Mike Floor seats, smoking on purple punch The other funds stuffed in the safe way up at Oregon Time for me to shit on the rap game Range Rove cruise on train tracks in the rain Face twisted when I'm cracking your frame Gates missing when I lap on a plane I may fracture your brain Your girl's swimming, I still feel her wet weight It's a drywall but the cactus remain Vic Spencer now chilling at the function This shit's so exclusive big Ghost ain't see it coming Ayo Starks, man, give me some [?] I think I saw a ghost Walking up and down the road Going coast to coast It won't stop until the lights turn off Well here you go, it's bad for me I think I saw a ghost I think I saw a ghost Seems they come out at dark Rockstar like Linkin Park Guns we gon' let 'em spark Two tone like [?] Hoodie on like we stealing Crowd look like Van Halen Mixed with Public Enemy Busloads of chick [?] White boys'll ride for me Black boys that die for me Only keep it gangsta so the fuck boys hide from me Too big to stage dive Too rich to drink and drive But I still do it, how the fuck am I still alive? Rap on this dope guitar Lights on like it's the law Blue face, it's blue face the safe look like Avatar Got bread for any car Could buy out any bar And I stand tall like Bruce and Abdul-Jabbar Lyrically another level Deep get another shovel It's hard to hate on the god, so get another devil Yeah, weed and liquor in my cup Still middle fingers up Wu-Block I think I saw a ghost Walking up and down the road Going coast to coast It won't stop until the lights turn off Well here you go, it's bad for me I think I saw a ghost I think I saw a ghost