Holy Ghost lyrics

[Intro: Sofaygo]
Know i always keep a stick, on my f*cking shot (keep my stick)
Woah, woah n*gga bleed inside (we gon-)
We gone build, need them Ms (i need them Ms)
Stuck on me, blood all on my timbs

[Chorus: Sofaygo]
Let that choppa touch your body, (Woah)
Let that mothaf*ckin choppa touch yo body, (Woah)
Ima let that f*ckin choppa touch yo body (Skrr, Skrr)
Woah huh
Let that choppa touch yo- (Skrr, Skrr)
Woah turn my sh*t up

[Verse 1: Sofaygo]
Up that choppa (up that f*ckin chop)
I got bloody f*ckin oppas, bleh (Blowin all the opps)
Tell my mama I can't sell crack (I had to tell my mom)
I'm too rude you notice it, yeah (I be g'danm up)
Take a knife for my slatt yeah, yeah (Knife for my slatt yeah)
I can't never cuff that hoe you doin life with that gnat (No)
Ima beat the pus*y like I'm Mike (yeah, yeah)
Baby if you not a rude b*tch you not my type
(you not my type, yeah)
Gotta keep the tool strapped on me like dyke (huh, huh)
Huh, If I up that yoppa its a case ya might die (huh)
Touch plenty racks ain't gotta lie, huh (Woah)
Momma she don't want for sh*t I keep it fly (woah)
Know i always keep a stick, on my f*cking shot (keep my stick)
Woah, woah n*gga bleed inside (we gon-)
We gone build, need them Ms (i need them Ms)
Stuck on me, blood all on my timbs

[Chorus: Sofaygo]
Let that choppa touch your body, (Woah)
Let that mothaf*ckin choppa touch yo body, (Woah)
Ima let that f*ckin choppa touch yo body (Skrr, Skrr)
Woah huh
Let that choppa touch (Skrr, Skrr, yo-)

[Verse 2: Ant Guapo]
He talkin all that stick, I said let's go outside and play
We cut that gnat off no
That b*tch f*cked me yesterday
I got the chips all day no lays
I'm on Go Mode
Can't trust a soul
That's why I keep my pole
If you ain't talkin business if you ain't talkin racks so i just get out my phone
Had to get out the mud, I had to go get it
Yeah just all on my own
Pop the xanny, I'm back in my zone
Bad b*tch always tryna give me dome
Talkin bout my partnas they shot up ya home
Pull out the percs for the long ride home, oh yeah

[Refrain]
Up that choppa (up that f*ckin chop)
I got bloody f*ckin oppas, bleh (Blowin all the opps)
Tell my mama I can't sell crack (I had to tell my mom)
I'm too rude you notice it, yeah (I be g'danm up)
Take a knife for my slatt yeah, yeah (Knife for my slatt yeah)
I can't never cuff that hoe you doin life with that gnat (No)
Ima beat the pus*y like I'm Mike (yeah, yeah)
Baby-