Ghost lyrics

[Hook: Youth Is Dead]
We don't want yo' money
And we don't want yo' whores
Give us a bottle of the Henny
So we can tear this sh*t down
You wanna turn up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
You wanna turn up
We gon' tear this sh*t down

[Bridge: Bodega Bamz]
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down
We gon' tear this sh*t down

[Verse: Bodega Bamz]
Look, my Cuban link, that's 24
Same Lazarus, that's solid gold
Straight [?], play dominoes
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Ask "where the hoes," you need that
Them bottles coming, you keep that
He too conceited, I be that
He wack as Hell, I be there
f*ck taking pictures, f*ck club appearance
f*ck hosting parties, I don't need that
I'ma tear sh*t down from the underground
Made it to the top on the block, Papi get around
So you know I be that, that gangsta gangsta, I be at
In Spanish Harlem, my beat selection, my flow selection
My video shoots are the best
I dress better, I talk better, I look better than the rest
I talk sh*t, I pound my chest, put my feet on anybody's necks
No more cool, no more frontin', f*ck 'em all if it's not my set
No more cool, no more frontin', f*ck 'em all if it's not my set, tan
[Hook: Youth Is Dead]
We don't want yo' money
And we don't want yo' whores
Give us a bottle of the Henny
So we can tear this sh*t down
You wanna turn up
We gon' tear this sh*t down
You wanna turn up
We gon' tear this sh*t down