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Marz - Ghost Kid Lyrics




I'm a ghost kid
I'm a nuisance
I don't do drugs
But I popped one
Just to fit in
Now I'm west side
Look at my weapon
Now I'm killing

Look at my clothes, all black
Look at my whip, all black
I see you lookin' at that
Bitch you can't have my bag
Rockin' out at my shows
Homie loaded with the blow
Hoes stay sniffin' snow
Whole crowd with the flow
Wiz K with the rolls
You know how that shit goes
Wrist and neck all froze
Bitches love all of my clothes
Now I'm a ghost kid
Smokin' that potent
I go unnoticed
I feel like I'm chosen

I'm a ghost kid
I'm a nuisance
I don't do drugs
But I popped one
Just to fit in
Now I'm west side
Look at my weapon
Now I'm killing

Murdered whip, you can't see me
My watch cost, like three G's
Outfit, up, down, hype beast
My beamer, that shit not leased
I been countin' them bands
Private jet, where we land
Doubt y'all would understand
Had all of this shit planned
Roll me some green
Smoke 'til we lean
I'm rockin' Supreme
With Givenchy jeans
Don't hit my line when I'm up
Pussy boy, little scrub
Codeine drip, double cup
I don't know you, don't say what's up
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I'm a ghost kid
I'm a nuisance
I don't do drugs
But I popped one
Just to fit in
Now I'm west side
Look at my weapon
Now I'm killing

Look at my clothes, all black
Look at my whip, all black
I see you lookin' at that
Bitch you can't have my bag
Rockin' out at my shows
Homie loaded with the blow
Hoes stay sniffin' snow
Whole crowd with the flow
Wiz K with the rolls
You know how that shit goes
Wrist and neck all froze
Bitches love all of my clothes
Now I'm a ghost kid
Smokin' that potent
I go unnoticed
I feel like I'm chosen

I'm a ghost kid
I'm a nuisance
I don't do drugs
But I popped one
Just to fit in
Now I'm west side
Look at my weapon
Now I'm killing

Murdered whip, you can't see me
My watch cost, like three G's
Outfit, up, down, hype beast
My beamer, that shit not leased
I been countin' them bands
Private jet, where we land
Doubt y'all would understand
Had all of this shit planned
Roll me some green
Smoke 'til we lean
I'm rockin' Supreme
With Givenchy jeans
Don't hit my line when I'm up
Pussy boy, little scrub
Codeine drip, double cup
I don't know you, don't say what's up
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Writer: Brandon Martalog
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Marz Ghost Kid Video


Performed By: Marz
Length: 3:15
Written by: Brandon Martalog

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