No Really

(album: GHOST - 2023)

Chasing the money

You would not get in that car with me, don't want apology
Bitch, I'm a prodigy, said "Bitch, don't lie to me"
Stuffing my Prada jeans, mama is proud of me
Niggas wanna copy me, and there ain't no stopping me, yeah
At your head with this bitch like a fitted
I'm clutching a fifty, or it be a switchy
It's never a smitty
Don't show me no pity, bitch, show me your titties
When I'm in the city, rocking Number (N)ine Mickey, I mix with Givenchy
Calling me papi when I be up in it
My brothers they praying with they flag on 'em before they go spin it
Shit can get serious (Yeah)
This bitch said I'm broke, like bitch is you serious
Lil' bitch you delirious
I'm lucifer child, when I look in the mirror
I'm off of this red, I got on my Baguettes
Last year, I went and bought a Patek
This year, I went and bought a Piguet
I'm off the of fucking Monnet Congnac
This bitch neck game worth my sex (Yeah)
I got a [?] out back
And I'm locked in with the Mexicans, cartel niggas will cut off your neck
And I'm thinking 'bout trading in the S560 for a fucking 'Vette
You tried to play wit' me last year, now your friend fucking me, that's what you get (Uh)
I just brought a Maybach on your pussy ass
I got them snakes in my grass, had to cut them off now I'm on they ass (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm driving that car fast, I just spilled drank on my desk
Now this bitch a fucking red Maybach (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I fuck with your pretty ass, I ain't mean to do you like that
I was in the field back doing bad (Yeah, yeah)
And I know I did that bad, baby, yeah, I know I got that cash
I'm finna take your ass to Saks (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a big dog, give me that cat, I'll put thirty racks in you bae
Show you I fuck with you like that (Yeah, yeah)
Friendly niggas tryna catch me down bad I'ma put that .45 on your ass
And we gon' do it just like that (Yeah, yeah)
Know my diamonds in my mouth make that fucking pussy wet
And you know this shit ain't no stress (Yeah, yeah)
This shit pure, it's all fucking facts, like some cocaine or some crack, lil' bitch I told you I'm really that

Yeah, I fuck with your pretty ass, I ain't mean to do you like that
I was in the field back doing bad (Yeah, yeah)
And I know I did that bad, baby, yeah, I know I got that cash
I'm finna take your ass to Saks (Yeah, yeah)