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lirik lagu lil taco (nashville) – going ghost! (prod. lil taco)

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oo, oo, ayy, yeah dis beat groovy i dig it

hop in the whip, im going ghost
your girl putting heart eyes on my post
im taking flights and i go coast to coast
sticky be all that i smoke!
b-tch im the goat, better take notes
boy you a clown, i got no time for jokes
all yall lames doing the most, mess with my bread and you toast
you ain’t making money thats a hoax

hop out the coupe and i hop in the jaguar
balling all day like kanye, that part
lil boy, dont try to act hard
gon light him up just like a cigar
i can’t keep no hoe on my radar
i turn the whip to a racecar
play that girl just like a guitar
you on your way to the top? boy you is not gon get far

my ex text me with an essay, say she miss me, hit her back i said “k”
as long as i be getting paid, then today gon be a good day, ay
n-ggas stay acting like they gon end up on broadway
i got they broad on the way
this ain’t no hotel you cannot stay, my b-tch mean she dont even say hey
they hear my song then gotta hit replay
need my money now i do not like delays
they said my future gon be bright so i got me gucci shades
flunk outta cl-ss but the weed i be smoking grade a
i give a f-ck what you say
i get that check then i go hit the bank, i be smoking that gas i walk up in the function i stank

my diamonds wet like the navy but imma pull up in a tank
your girl on my line, she tryna link
byod. buy yo own drink
i just got a rollie now imma go get me a mink
i speed off in the coupe you gon miss if you blink
you can’t mess with the team when we moving in sync
i got her wet like a sponge in a sink

hop in the booth and im spazzing
hit it to hard, she gon need her some asprin
i dont need no feature so please quit asking
i got the pack, lift off we blasting
laughing at rappers that i am surp-ssing
steak with the shrimp is what imma be having
ain’t got no food on yo plate is you fasting?
pull out my stacks and yo lady start gasping
she won’t let me drive she think i be crashing
i got my feet up relaxing
tryna figure out how you rappers still lasting, fantastic
she say she dont love me but she a bad actress
now she all up in my matress
stay above the game like im living the attic
she want me to be real but she the one made out of plastic

yall hoes overdramatic
i get the cash and im dashing
mess with the team and we clashing
hop in the lambo skrrrt, thats me p-ssing
i cannot stress, i cruise
you do anything just for the views
if i ain’t the best, then ion know who
i know im boutta blow, i done lit the fuse
you ain’t my homie i think you confused
you look like a clown, im not amused
sorry girl you not my boo, take off on you while you tying yo shoes
dont snooze lil taco never lose
and thats facts


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