Lyrics Ghost - Ouija Macc

Ghost

Baby I’m a Ghost Baby I’m a Ghost
This just where I’m hid aye don’t nobody know aye
Baby I’m a Ghost
Baby I’m a Ghost
I’m just on the blocc like «its where they hid my bones»
Baby I’m a Ghost
Baby I’m a Ghost
When you feel alone girl I’m on you like some clothes aye
Exhale smoke
See the way it flow
Ain’t that just like me ay
Baby I’m a ghost
Blunt lit drift left hand steer the shift
Right hand wiggle it baby girl quit
I just po’ed a four in my Faygo I’m bout to sip aye
I just hit my partners to break bread I’m off a licc aye
I don’t set trip I know some bloods I know some crips aye
I just turned my volume up
No talking in my shit aye
All these drugs I’m on I can’t even hop up out the whip aye
Baby I’m a ghost I just go floating out the whip aye
Slide off in that room and I’m saucing on the ceiling
Ain’t nobody ready for me I just got that feeling
I can smell the lies see the secrets they concealing
Walls do talk I’m the creature who can hear them
Know what y’all be on before y’all know I’m in the building
I ain’t gotta kill em'
I contact chill em'
Call it my gift
Call it my shit
Call it my curse
Hold up whip drift
«You ever look in someones eyes and its like it’s like they’re gone already
But at the same time its like they’ll live forever»
Hold up mane I swear I just be feeling like a myth aye
Sippin' so much muddy changed the color of my piss aye
One day when they aiming for my head they ain’t gon' miss aye
When that happen roll up po' up bend the blocc to this aye
Tell them bout the one who never went out like no bitch aye
Tell them bout the one who never switched up like no tricc aye
Know I was the one who caught you everytime you slipped aye
Ouija died before he got to live
Smell me in your clothes girl I’m in there like detergent
Ain’t nobody permanent (nah)
Ain’t nobody perfect
All that shit y’all put me though all of it was worth it
Know you gon' remember me bitch lil' Ouija swerving
When the room is quiet you gon' hear me spitting verses
Know I stay inside you like the xans in all y’all purses
Know the things you said to me were part of my existence
I was dead inside before my outside caught up with it