Holy Ghost

By OTM

On Fucced Em’

Released on August 17, 2022

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[Intro: Blue Pesos]

You know the truth, bitch

Knock-knock, what we on?

Through the cappin', swift the pants and dragged the stove

She know the deal, "Here's a loaf, P, coach me"

These niggas nice, turn that beef into bologna


[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]

Why you talkin' like that? It's the codeine

Why you askin' funny questions? You the police?

Double back, I need seconds, I'm kind of hungry

Name a nigga on the planet Earth that's cold as me, bitch, ugh

Probably up beefin', know I'm faded, 'bout to fall asleep

Duff, you remember when we bop-bopped Susa Lee?

Cold demon, one wrong move, you could meet the reaper

Bitch, I'm indеpendent, I touch Franklins on a daily basis

Bitch breakеr, make her feel this wrath if my pockets empty

My young nigga shut the block down and took a head nod

Top shot him, tell his mom "Sorry", knock his head off

Spray this bitch up, it's rats in here, call pest control


[Chorus: Blue Pesos]

Grim reaper with me, equal thoughts when we snatchin' souls

When we was hoppin' off the porch, you niggas couldn't go

In and out with the uchies, leave me home alone

Ayy, who pulled up in that whip? What these niggas on?

Shit

I'll baptize him with these shells, give him the Holy Ghost

Nigga

When we was hoppin' off the porch, you niggas couldn't go

Shit

Sweet Jesus, laid his block down, it's the Holocaust, bitch

Ayy, who pulled up in that whip? What these niggas on?


[Verse 2: Duffy]

Shit, all these niggas Stinc Team clones

Who this phony? You ain't mud walk with Mr. Mose

I'm cocky, huh? My competition got on bummy clothes

Cold demon, left him froze, cannons out, strike a pose

You still broke? What the fuck is wrong with niggas?

Holy moly, Duffy trippin', he just Bart choked a nigga

Have motion, no feelings and emotions, nigga

For this water on my neck, I'll super soak a nigga

Shit, I'm goin' kamikaze on 'em

Do that one dance, nigga, hit the Ricky Bobby for me

They say Duffy Hollywood, I do not reply to niggas

Stinc bleeders, it don't matter if my pockets seein' chili

Slidin' with the mini Draco, cold devil comin' with me

He just caught the Holy Ghost speakin' on me, niggas bitches

Babyface, hundiddy did him sick, I'm a menace

Nigga, shows getting cancelled, you should know we bad for business

Bend the coupe, showboatin' with this fully in my hand

Tinted up, four blowers, almost caught him, but he ran

Tell an opp, "You got served", I just made him breakdance

Niggas know what's goin' on, better not try that shit again

Shit, your friends? That's crazy, niggas nerds

Worry 'bout the way we rappin', niggas sound like lil' girls

Couldn't believe it, .223s made a thug hit a twirl

What side you on, bitch? It's the Stincs versus the world


[Chorus: Blue Pesos]

Grim reaper with me, equal thoughts when we snatchin' souls

When we was hoppin' off the porch, you niggas couldn't go

In and out with the uchies, leave me home alone

Ayy, who pulled up in that whip? What these niggas on?

Shit

I'll baptize him with these shells, give him the Holy Ghost

Nigga

When we was hoppin' off the porch, you niggas couldn't go