Ghost Music lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama & Icewear Vezzo]
QC the Label
You know, when people meet me in person
They say I'm quite humble (K9)
When I get on these tape, I turn into a monster
Gangsta Grillz
I be talking heavy, all I need is [?]
I don't know nothing but to talk heavy
f*ck you think I'm here for?
Roll them n*ggas up, we gon' blow good tonight
Vezzo
DJ Drama (Iced Up Records)

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
I be coming heavy, n*gga, f*ck the limelight
Had to kick that dope, gotta get my mind right
f*ck how n*ggas coming, b*tch, we turnt and buying ice
Rollie shine bright, we know you the lying type

[Verse: Icewear Vezzo]
[?] n*ggas, I got rich, they say I'm acting funny
[?] just stack two hundred, his sh*t up
Don't get whackеd with buddy
Just got back from hustling, thousand bowls, time to vacuum seal it
I be on thе road with thirty straps, in a rack with butter
Walk inside the club, I need that sh*t, I don't do sh*t for free
Never stick my di*k in basic hoes, they ain't got sh*t for me
We been smoking sh*t for like a week, that's why we [?]
Ice pack, flooded in the streets, I need like six a piece
Roll them n*ggas up, we finna smoke good
Don't give a f*ck how n*ggas feel, b*tch, it ain't no love
[?] stood on business, just like bro should
We done left two hundred shots off in your hood
n*gga
[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
I be coming heavy, n*gga, f*ck the limelight
Had to kick that dope, gotta get my mind right
f*ck how n*ggas coming, b*tch, we turnt and buying ice
Got it out the mud, Prezi Rollie shine bright

[Verse: Icewear Vezzo]
Crazy check, how you wearing cuban, cost a eighty pack
We was f*cking n*ggas up with [?] I need that quagen back
Sip drink and flex, brodie got his belt, that mean he came in strapped
I don't do no dissing with no rappers, get sh*t laid to rest
Rolling white, we be doing pipes, so we gon' go on sight
Step up in that b*tch with thirty thousand just to throw the night
n*ggas cappin, they ain't in them streets, them n*ggas on the mic
I just sold like fifty pounds of pressure, got the Rollie iced
Roll them n*ggas up, we finna smoke good
Don't give a f*ck how n*ggas feel, b*tch it ain't no love huh
[?] stood on business just like bro should
We done let two hundred shots off in your hood
n*gga

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
I be coming heavy, n*gga, f*ck the limelight
Had to kick that dope, gotta get my mind right
f*ck how n*ggas coming, b*tch, we turnt and buying ice
Got it out the mud, Prezi Rollie shine bright
[Outro: DJ Drama]
What up tho!
Gangsta Grillz