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“ghost ops” - shadow krew lyrics

[chorus]
i said i was done, but, b*tch, i’m back, back with my sh*t tighter
snakes claimin’ the streets, that sh*t be cap, they never put no f*ckin’ fighter
he run, he done, blast in his back, got his lil’ a smokin’ like fire
ripstop jacket, heavy boots, chain iced out, you know i’m wilder
what the f*ck you thought? this sh*t cost, ain’t no cheap*ass designer
right outside your crib, collect what you owe, b*tch, i’m a f*ckin’ bill collector, rider
it’s me and ghostboy all winter
f*ckin’ hoes together, no beginner
knockin’ sh*t down at her spot, pipe on the dresser, smoke linger

[verse]
b*ttons pop off, f*ck, that sh*t loud like a fart, ayy (baow, baow, baow)
shadow krew back from the dead, y’all don’t know what the f*ck you started, huh
studio lit, turn me up, off x, feelin’ r*t*rded, ayy
shield low, i’ll swanton a f*cker, fly like a beast, feelin’ like jeff hardy, brrah
i say, your a get capped over a f*ckin’ dime
.40 tucked in my boxers, yeah that’s prime
f*ck i look like a boxer? nah, i’m in the streets, i climb
i do not like y’all, won’t kick it, no soccer, huh
hoes keep lyin’, sayin’ they with me, couldn’t make my roster, quit your f*ckin’ chatter (gang, slatt)
she think she clear, do all the suckin’, yeah, that’s her habit
she gave more head than body, that’s the f*ckin’ magic
think i’m sweet ‘cause i’m small and i got more head than body, classic
tryna get rich, move in with my b*tches, sh*t like whitney and bobby, tragic
changed my number after the last drop, movin’ too c*cky, aye
movin’ too c*cky, b*tch
don’t pull a standard clip, i’m tryna smack buddy ass with a hockey stick
walk any block, chest out, actin’ wild like a monkey, b*tch
if you think i slide sneaky, dummy, you f*ckin’ dumb, b*tch
disrespect ain’t tolerated, watch what fly from your lips, ayy
they gon’ ask, so don’t ask if i fed your b*tches, b*tch
it’s smoke, it’s smoke, ain’t no diss, just facts, b*tch
show y’all how it is, come for shadow krew, better not miss, ayy
[chorus]
i said i was done, but, b*tch, i’m back, back with my sh*t tighter
snakes claimin’ the streets, that sh*t be cap, they never put no f*ckin’ fighter
he run, he done, blast in his back, got his lil’ a smokin’ like fire
ripstop jacket, heavy boots, chain iced out, you know i’m wilder
what the f*ck you thought? this sh*t cost, ain’t no cheap*ass designer
right outside your crib, collect what you owe, b*tch, i’m a f*ckin’ bill collector, rider
it’s me and ghostboy all winter
f*ckin’ hoes together, no beginner
knockin’ sh*t down at her spot, pipe on the dresser, smoke linger

- shadow krew lyrics

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