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ghost stories - realtomino lyrics

[intro: trippie redd]
(laughter), (motor sounds)

[verse 1: trippie redd]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
scorch ya like some charcoal
bout my green like geico
like why you b*tchin bout that hoe
p*ssy boy you can die bout her
play with me gon float
hollow tips gon eat yo soul
yeah, she dribble them b*lls
yo b*tch blowin big 14 and tomino
tnt, bust all on her face
i might explode
hollow tips gon make his ass fly
this sh*t could end tragic
yeah, might put ya in a casket
yeah, bout my green like piccolo
brand new heater, special beam cannon
woah!

[verse 2: realtomino]
posted on yo block
at yo house like a stakeout
yeah, twin baby glocks, pull up like pampеrs
you know i raised h*ll
don’t rock viviennе westwood, rock chanel
will any these b*tch n*ggas last, time will tell
gurren lagann, keep my drill
then packed him up, sent his fingers through the mail
yeah, b*tch i raised, huh
b*tch i raised, huh, yeah
b*tch i raised h*ll
b*tch i raised
b*tch i raised h*ll, summon me up like a seance
she wanna f*ck a emo boy, she know i’m the hot topic
let her ride on my charlie
put her in my c*ckpit
then i alt*delete that hoe cuz me and her got different hobbies
(ghoul!)
i can’t f*ck these ratchet b*tches
i’m zatch bell, cast a spell
i grab my bl!ck and then i zap n*ggas
said you can’t tell it’s smoke in the air
then lay some traps down for these rat n*ggas
no love for ratatouille or lil stewart
then took ya b*tch back to my lair
i’m a ghost, i’m a ghoulie
(woah!)
i don’t wanna talk, b*tch give gawk
i just want the neck, (yeah!)
i’mma dance on ya grave if you cross
in these triple s, (woah!)
feeling froggy, n*gga leap, leapfrog
bullets will disect, (huh!)
let ya tell it i’m so called unknown
but i’m trippin with trippie redd
b*tch i raised h*ll
i been a lil ghoulie since they put me in the cradle
(yeah!)
got yo lil b*tch riding on my d*ck like the state fair
(yeah!)
find it funny, talking on my name when i made ya
(yeah)
but i won’t even press the sh*t
blind to the bullsh*t ray charles
yeah, i might buy it all
(woah!)
like it’s my first day out
yeah, i might pop a numb
(yeah)
pop these pills until i fade out
yeah, like ya at the chinese store
you want feature? then you pay now!
(hmm)
b*tch i’m ruby gloom
holes in his body like the moon, gon lay down
[outro: trippie redd & realtomino]
trippie: said in her casket
realtomino: what shoes yo mama have on?
what shoes she had on in her casket?
trippie redd: yeah, what the f*ck are those?
realtomino: stupid ass n*gga

- realtomino lyrics

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