GHOST Video (MV)

Prada jeans with the bands that I throw
Not a fiend but yo bitch would switch up and give me throat
She gon ghost, (off she goes), then we going coast to coast
Not a fiend but yo bitch got coke under her nose
Prada jeans, I got style, he wouldn't know
Not a fiend but yo bitch would switch up and give me throat
She taking notes, (she taking notes), then we going coast to coast
Not a fiend but yo bitch a sell-out, she sucking most (uh uh)

She the type to count hands in her pants
And do a dance for some cash, while she's playing her mans
So watch out (watch out)
Cuz I got skill like no other, you best be watchin' her mouth
Or I'm taking your lover and thats a fact bitch
I'll be painting her face, like I'm a Fax bitch
And then I'm turning her sounds into an adlib
Why you mad hoe?
Money don't talk when you free though
A free throw, clothes don't talk, unless its me hoe
You got ticks, I got stars, we are not the same
We both got money, but we talking numbers, I'm in place
And as I said, I got skill, you can not relate
And thats why your bitch giving face

Prada jeans with the bands that I throw
Not a fiend but yo bitch would switch up and give me throat
She gon ghost, (off she goes), then we going coast to coast
Not a fiend but yo bitch got coke under her nose
Prada jeans, I got style, he wouldn't know
Not a fiend but yo bitch would switch up and give me throat
She taking notes, (she taking notes), then we going coast to coast
Not a fiend but yo bitch a sell-out, she sucking most (uh uh)