Yuki

[ Lil Ghost, Verse ]

Bitch I came up flexing

Gripping on a Smith n Wessin

Shooting first, no asking questions

When you messing with a blessing

Smoking pineapple Gelato blunts

Fuck bitches, taste my cookie nuts

Smoke Sherbet by the pound

And run a mutt straight through the fucking ground

Got so many bitches in my face

I need me about two blunts that's laced

Need me about two lines, let's race

I'll end you with no fucking trace

Suppressors gripped with automatics

Rifles blow ya where you're standing

Creeping through the valley with a Choppa and about fifty ounces

Dodging five-o with no license

Shit's suspended from the charges

Matter fact let's see them charges

Think you tough, my Blinky differ

Remember back when I was broke

Was fucking bitches on the low

Now I only fuck with girls

Who wanna smoke and do some blow

Gripping AK by the handay, bet I put that shit through your membrane

I got the scope aimed, these hoes lame, bet I leave you out of your picture frame

When I'm riding around, don't give a sound, we pulling up just to snatch shit

And if you're big talk, go ahead and walk, got a bigger target to put them bullets through

Grabbing on the cash

I pull up, wet your bitch without a splash

Take a good look at the drip

You'll see why they leave scars, no rash

I'm shining bitch, so bright can barely see (Can't see)

These diamonds shine up at my face, please don't get close to me (To me)

This shirt's worth about a thousand dollars, you cannot compete (Compete)

We only talk about numbers just to keep some separation

From the gifted and the one's claiming the next generation

Rather hang myself than listen to these wack abominations

[ Lil Ghost, Outro ]

Look at me, have no doubt

Watch me sell my soul for clout

I'm getting bands on my lone

Just to buy some In-N-Out