Ghost Stories lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd]
(Laughter), (motor sounds)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
Scorch ya like some charcoal
Bout my green like GEICO
Like why you b*tchin bout that hoe
pus*y boy you can die bout her
Play with me gon float
Hollow tips gon eat yo soul
Yeah, she dribble them balls
Yo b*tch blowin Big 14 and Tomino
TNT, bust all on her face
I might explode
Hollow tips gon make his ass fly
This sh*t could end tragic
Yeah, might put ya in a casket
Yeah, bout my green like Piccolo
Brand new heater, Special Beam Cannon
Woah!

[Verse 2: Realtomino]
Posted on yo block
At yo house like a stakeout
Yeah, twin baby Glocks, pull up like pampеrs
You know I raised hell
Don't rock Viviennе Westwood, rock Chanel
Will any these b*tch n*ggas last, time will tell
Gurren Lagann, keep my drill
Then packed him up, sent his fingers through the mail
Yeah, b*tch I raised, huh
b*tch I raised, huh, yeah
b*tch I raised hell
b*tch I raised
b*tch I raised hell, summon me up like a seance
She wanna f*ck a emo boy, she know I'm the hot topic
Let her ride on my charlie
Put her in my c*ckpit
Then I alt-delete that hoe cuz me and her got different hobbies
(GHOUL!)
I can't f*ck these ratchet b*tches
I'm Zatch Bell, cast a spell
I grab my blick and then I zap n*ggas
Said you can't tell it's smoke in the air
Then lay some traps down for these rat n*ggas
No love for Ratatouille or lil Stewart
Then took ya b*tch back to my lair
I'm a ghost, I'm a ghoulie
(Woah!)
I don't wanna talk, b*tch give gawk
I just want the neck, (Yeah!)
I'mma dance on ya grave if you cross
In these triple S, (Woah!)
Feeling froggy, n*gga leap, Leapfrog
Bullets will disect, (Huh!)
Let ya tell it I'm so called unknown
But i'm trippin with Trippie Redd
b*tch I raised hell
I been a lil ghoulie since they put me in the cradle
(Yeah!)
Got yo lil b*tch riding on my di*k like the state fair
(Yeah!)
Find it funny, talking on my name when I made ya
(Yeah)
But I won't even press the sh*t
Blind to the bullsh*t Ray Charles
Yeah, I might buy it all
(Woah!)
Like It's my first day out
Yeah, I might pop a numb
(Yeah)
Pop these pills until I fade out
Yeah, like ya at the Chinese store
You want feature? Then you pay now!
(Hmm)
b*tch I'm Ruby Gloom
Holes in his body like the moon, gon lay down
[Outro: Trippie Redd & Realtomino]
Trippie: Said in her Casket
Realtomino: What shoes yo mama have on?
What shoes she had on in her casket?
Trippie Redd: Yeah, what the f*ck are those?
Realtomino: Stupid ass n*gga