ZVK - Ghost Lyrics

White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Ite relax
I got no roles for you actors
No space for groupies, this ain’t a movie
No need for lights, camera, action
More like a book with no chapters
I’m in my prime, so no factors
I speak non fiction the fact is
I might go ghost, I might Casper
I might buy Ghost or buy Phantom
You don’t take this ting serious
I spazz on a verse, remain handsome
Milly rock on a hook, that kills albums
Look I go toe to toe,
Bar for bar with pros, I put in hours of practice
2 albums deep and still active
Till I get the bag, no relaxing
White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
White suit so they know I’m the ghost
I’m a goat just for saying that
Imma get the bag, put the racks in the safe
Then lay back wit the team in the Maybach
You got 4 ghostwriters in the back of the stu writing bars for your song
I don’t rate that
Young disciple I been drippin’
I been flippin’ beats, writing bars, playing keys and they hate my
1-2-3-4-5-6 star rating
Nah I ain’t average
Young Flowchild brought the whole package
Bare sides to me like I’m Madlib
Bare sides around I don’t switch
Still ghosting girls coz I’m savage
2 albums deep and still active
Till I get the bag, no relaxing
White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down

White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Ite relax
I got no roles for you actors
No space for groupies, this ain’t a movie
No need for lights, camera, action
More like a book with no chapters
I’m in my prime, so no factors
I speak non fiction the fact is
I might go ghost, I might Casper
I might buy Ghost or buy Phantom
You don’t take this ting serious
I spazz on a verse, remain handsome
Milly rock on a hook, that kills albums
Look I go toe to toe,
Bar for bar with pros, I put in hours of practice
2 albums deep and still active
Till I get the bag, no relaxing
White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
White suit so they know I’m the ghost
I’m a goat just for saying that
Imma get the bag, put the racks in the safe
Then lay back wit the team in the Maybach
You got 4 ghostwriters in the back of the stu writing bars for your song
I don’t rate that
Young disciple I been drippin’
I been flippin’ beats, writing bars, playing keys and they hate my
1-2-3-4-5-6 star rating
Nah I ain’t average
Young Flowchild brought the whole package
Bare sides to me like I’m Madlib
Bare sides around I don’t switch
Still ghosting girls coz I’m savage
2 albums deep and still active
Till I get the bag, no relaxing
White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
White suit, pour up
Champagne, toasts up
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, ghost out
Get the bag, no doubt
Hold up wait simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down