Lyrics Ghost Type - Max Payne

Ghost Type

Who Killed Ghost
Mother Fucker I Ain’t Never Died
Deep Fry Niggas Like McDonald Fries
I Make Tommy Make Your Kids
Hate Hate Lullabies
Now Say Goodbye!
Your Eye Ball gone Like Spanky
Do My Maury Dance, I Ain’t Da Daddy
Trap Queens Always Tryna Trap Me
I Be Running On These Tracks Like a Track Meet
Centennial Park, I’m a Athlete
Looka Looka Here, Pass the Liquor Here
Pouring Out Some Henny In My Fucking Beer
I’m Alcoholic, Every Fucking Year
I Met a Bad Bitch Down at Jerk Fest
A Guyanese Bitch Made My Dick Twitch
Sh Wanna Show Me Off In Picnic
My Songs on The Radio, I Been lit
No Feedback /Yuh Bumpa Like
I trid To Change My Ways, But Fuck The Rice
Can’t Trust Bitches, A Dog For Life !!
You Bought a Wedding Ring
Didn’t Place It Right
Bad Lil Bitch Wanna Fuck With Me
Because of my Vibe
I know She Just Want Sumn From Me
She Don’t Gotta Lie
And all These Niggas Wanna Get Me
They Can Just Try
And I ain’t Worried Bout That
Cuz Real Niggas Don’t Die
Oh
Lemme Hit it Wit The Lights
On
I Dont Wanna Do No Fights
No
You Should Know I Got Some Stripes
Oh
Baby You Are Not My Type
Your Are Not My Type, Type
Your Are Not My Type
You Are Not My Type/Type/Type/Type