Ghost Mode Songtext
von Payroll Giovanni
Ghost Mode Songtext
(Damjonboi)
Cuttin′ off niggas, cuttin' off clubs
I onnly holdin′ convos wit' different plugs
Money counter in the condo, Hermès rug
Every rubber band stacked, that's a whole dub
Benz parked, pushin′ low-keys, niggas nosey
Climbed from Ozs to whole keys and wholesaling Ps
Drop the garbage bag off for my niggas, sell everythin′
I know his credit good, but right now, cash he better bring (yeah)
Outta town, but I ain't buyin′ rounds, work been flyin' ′round (ya)
Touchdown, get a bust down, boy, that's nothin′ now (nothin')
Used to smuggle work myself, it's old couples now
Bought this watch for 50, I think
This bitch in double now (a hunnid)
Dude was eatin′ ′til he ran off, enjoy your struggle now
Took a risk on the bag, and it made it, fuck it, double down (let's do it)
′Til he pay that tab he owe, dude can't come around (no)
I don′t give two shits 'bout a ho, gotta move a hundred pounds
If you can′t manage thousands, you can't handle tickets
We pop out in Benzes wit' door handles missin′
Ran it up, I trampled over niggas
Range Rover bigger
Used to get Yola, and then the soda hit it
They just know we up, but they don′t know it's business (nah)
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I′m hustlin' in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid ′bows? Book a show
I'm goin′ where that money go, that money go
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I'm hustlin' in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid ′bows? Book a show
I′m goin' where that money go, that money go
My block been doin′ numbers all summer (all summer)
I treat my niggas like brothers (like brothers)
I saw a girl, but barely touched her
Granddaddy told me you a motherfucker
He said you built all this shit up from hustling (ya)
Around this time, I was in the 'Vette stompin′
Crib by the lake when I was 20-something (20-something)
Cali work was really touchin' (really touchin′)
My Rollie at the time, new, was 60-something (60 thou')
Sellin' dog, with a dude, he 60-something (old head)
My main goal was to keep ′em seein′ nothin' (seein′ nothin')
They just gon′ see a nigga stuntin' (ya)
Wrist froze off shippin′ lows, big crib with a gate and code (yeah)
Sellin' white like Colgate, hos sellin' like Costco′s (yo)
Celebratin′ in Cabo, you can see the ice through a blindfold
Solitaire's no rhinestones, my plug in a whole different timezone
Spent time gettin′ dimes gone, top gone, got her mind blown (yeah)
That cash I got my eyes on, that bag I got my eyes on
Found a lane, I came up, came back, put the guys on
Shoot moves, then I slide home, calling shots wit' my slides on
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I′m hustlin' in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid ′bows? Book a show
I'm goin' where that money go, that money go
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I′m hustlin′ in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid 'bows? Book a show
I′m goin' where that money go, that money go
Cuttin′ off niggas, cuttin' off clubs
I onnly holdin′ convos wit' different plugs
Money counter in the condo, Hermès rug
Every rubber band stacked, that's a whole dub
Benz parked, pushin′ low-keys, niggas nosey
Climbed from Ozs to whole keys and wholesaling Ps
Drop the garbage bag off for my niggas, sell everythin′
I know his credit good, but right now, cash he better bring (yeah)
Outta town, but I ain't buyin′ rounds, work been flyin' ′round (ya)
Touchdown, get a bust down, boy, that's nothin′ now (nothin')
Used to smuggle work myself, it's old couples now
Bought this watch for 50, I think
This bitch in double now (a hunnid)
Dude was eatin′ ′til he ran off, enjoy your struggle now
Took a risk on the bag, and it made it, fuck it, double down (let's do it)
′Til he pay that tab he owe, dude can't come around (no)
I don′t give two shits 'bout a ho, gotta move a hundred pounds
If you can′t manage thousands, you can't handle tickets
We pop out in Benzes wit' door handles missin′
Ran it up, I trampled over niggas
Range Rover bigger
Used to get Yola, and then the soda hit it
They just know we up, but they don′t know it's business (nah)
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I′m hustlin' in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid ′bows? Book a show
I'm goin′ where that money go, that money go
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I'm hustlin' in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid ′bows? Book a show
I′m goin' where that money go, that money go
My block been doin′ numbers all summer (all summer)
I treat my niggas like brothers (like brothers)
I saw a girl, but barely touched her
Granddaddy told me you a motherfucker
He said you built all this shit up from hustling (ya)
Around this time, I was in the 'Vette stompin′
Crib by the lake when I was 20-something (20-something)
Cali work was really touchin' (really touchin′)
My Rollie at the time, new, was 60-something (60 thou')
Sellin' dog, with a dude, he 60-something (old head)
My main goal was to keep ′em seein′ nothin' (seein′ nothin')
They just gon′ see a nigga stuntin' (ya)
Wrist froze off shippin′ lows, big crib with a gate and code (yeah)
Sellin' white like Colgate, hos sellin' like Costco′s (yo)
Celebratin′ in Cabo, you can see the ice through a blindfold
Solitaire's no rhinestones, my plug in a whole different timezone
Spent time gettin′ dimes gone, top gone, got her mind blown (yeah)
That cash I got my eyes on, that bag I got my eyes on
Found a lane, I came up, came back, put the guys on
Shoot moves, then I slide home, calling shots wit' my slides on
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I′m hustlin' in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid ′bows? Book a show
I'm goin' where that money go, that money go
Ghost mode, ghost mode
I′m hustlin′ in ghost mode, ghost mode
Wanna see me cop a hunnid 'bows? Book a show
I′m goin' where that money go, that money go
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