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like a ghost - kay jay the quiet kid lyrics

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[hook: kay jay the quiet kid]
pull up in a wraith b*tch, you should call me danny phantom
stars in the ceiling while i’m sipping on this dirty fanta
pull up with 3 hoes, b*tch you could call me dirty santa
dripping in designer, i ain’t talking bout no f*cking panda
pull up in a wraith b*tch, you should call me danny phantom
stars in the ceiling while i’m sipping on this dirty fanta
pull up with 3 hoes, b*tch you could call me dirty santa
dripping in designer, i ain’t talking bout no f*cking panda

[verse: kay jay the quiet kid]
moving like a ghost but i still keep me a pole
imma do the most, than i vanish like a ghost
dnd, 24/7 yeah i’m going ghost
i’m rich n*gga, hoe yeah but i never boast
they like “who is he?”, b*tch i’m him
i be pushing weight like a gym
around me all these rappers is dim
n*gga you shady but you ain’t slim
please don’t play me baby, i’ll win
cut you off, a b*tch will get trimmed
don’t f*ck with me boy imma spin
12 gaugе taking off your limbs
b*tch i be stepping on thesе n*ggas
preaching like a f*cking reverend
i’m a ghost but not friendly
is it cliche if i say casper
top me up in bently
shawty got me going faster
feel like juice wrld, b*tch
i’m bout to crash the bently truck
it’s a death race for love baby
but i always win
they like “juicethekxdd, you like juice wrld”
i’m like “yeah, hoe that’s my twin”
ask these hoes, describe me in one word
they all just say “him”
took a l b*tch but i’m it
now you know just why i’m lit
sniper kid, i never miss
quiet kid done went legit
now n*ggas want war
n*ggas wan fight
n*ggas want static
tv’s in the attic
f*ck that sh*t, i got a gun don’t panic
don’t worry bout me, just worry bout them
cause after me they won’t be sh*t
kay jay aka the quiet reaper

[hook: kay jay the quiet kid]
pull up in a wraith b*tch, you should call me danny phantom
stars in the ceiling while i’m sipping on this dirty fanta
pull up with 3 hoes, b*tch you could call me dirty santa
dripping in designer, i ain’t talking bout no f*cking panda

[outro: kay jay the quiet kid]
nne ndipfi khakhu, you ain’t know b*tch my blood is venda
feel like handy manny with that tool cause i keep a hammer
b*tch i’m too tech with this sh*t, yeah i’ll never see the slammer
thank the teller at the bank for my money, i got manners
in the trap with plugs and the thugs and the scammers
call me bruce cause you know that i’m just like wayne and banner
i got family than it’s love than it’s money in that manner
everyday imma hustle got the money coming faster

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