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YBN GHOST - Paint the City Lyrics



YBN GHOST - Paint the City Lyrics




I was cooling in the dark, y'all minding me, just hit Switch
Stop all that cappin' why you acting' like you cutting niggas yuse a f*cking bitch
I don't know the real you, you ain't into f*ckin' shit
Y'all just put on for the media, y'all still ain't spin for sis

Change your name to Lucifer, but you no be the evilest
I will never run and leave my bro, I'll stand on f*ckin' biss
Neava that's how it go, I'll kill a nigga, drink some tiss
Free the guys from out the pin, you know that freedom is a must

Catch dat one, Thur, key west, lacking , call him Mr. Head Buss
We Gin chill outside the he's house wen he come out, let them Draco buss
When your soulja made that tweet, you couldn't live to see the night
Y'all just wanna f*ckin' talk, but I just wanna f*ckin' bite

But I ain't gon' say too much, why? Cause we smokin' on a Dyke
Say you jumpin' out for real a , so why you lettin' out your pipe
I know you mad, puss you shouldn't have made the mistake that night
But I ain't gon' talk up on that shit, yeah, you know that shit ain't right

Let a nigga think and he can take me, I Gin blow this pipe
I f*ckin' on your bitch tonight, but you could grab her in the light
An If you say it's war, just know you Gin Get Your shit crack
I rideing in This car with this chopper, smokin' 6 packs

223's, they go thur your Houses , just in case you try to hide
Every day we doin' drill, But that Just, a exercise
Run him down and paint the f*ckin' street, we like Picasso, baby
She say ise her man i ain't your man, you just a cracker, baby

Know she is the thot, but she want things on silver platter
You can get it if you line him up to get that head splatter
And yeah, we tryna tie him up and Do him like a piata
And yeah, I get her used the pump' cuz them bullets scatter

Srt8 up out that gutter, I ain't talkin' bout that girl
You know for' real horrors, they just coppin' and they world
Even though bro on Band quick to suit up and go foil
Put that Drake up on they block and watch they body f*ckin' twirl

All they neighbors think we're shock, like that boy he should've learned
My respect, can't give it out, my respect, you have to earn
Never hate upon the guys, I be patient and wait my turn
Tell bro close the back door, in this life you live and learn

Tell bro take the f*ckin' right, just don't miss a left turn
Let me out the f*ckin' car, tiger stripes i had to earn
Tiger stripe, we had to earn, you diss the link, you gettin' burned
Four k's up on the scene, kno dey get the job done

He was sitck to the seat, he couldn't even turn the key
Jump back inside the jap, I hit the left and then we flee
We gin take yuh f*ckin' p's, if you ain't sellin' dope for Gee
When we pull up to his shop, bro just say you wanna 5

When he put his head down, we can catch him by surprise
Up the blip, up the stick, pussy nigga run the shit
Just don't try to f*ckin' lie cus broem, and quick to dump the clip
I just pop a pill and drink some Tussle, pussy ice the grinch

Extortion shittin' we them mafias, you know we back in full effect
I f*ckin' on ya bitch, I blow her backin know she is a mess
She say ghost between you and my boyfriend, ghost
Hit her with that uptop f*ckin' settings, know her pussy scratch

Niggas only bad, in my chat they only sendin' texts
I tryna spin your block' aim above the neck and make a f*cking mess
You can send your best man, just know you can f*ckin' lose your best
Niggas only bad, in my chat they only sendin' death

I tryna spin your block aim above the neck and make a mess
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I was cooling in the dark, y'all minding me, just hit Switch
Stop all that cappin' why you acting' like you cutting niggas yuse a f*cking bitch
I don't know the real you, you ain't into f*ckin' shit
Y'all just put on for the media, y'all still ain't spin for sis

Change your name to Lucifer, but you no be the evilest
I will never run and leave my bro, I'll stand on f*ckin' biss
Neava that's how it go, I'll kill a nigga, drink some tiss
Free the guys from out the pin, you know that freedom is a must

Catch dat one, Thur, key west, lacking , call him Mr. Head Buss
We Gin chill outside the he's house wen he come out, let them Draco buss
When your soulja made that tweet, you couldn't live to see the night
Y'all just wanna f*ckin' talk, but I just wanna f*ckin' bite

But I ain't gon' say too much, why? Cause we smokin' on a Dyke
Say you jumpin' out for real a , so why you lettin' out your pipe
I know you mad, puss you shouldn't have made the mistake that night
But I ain't gon' talk up on that shit, yeah, you know that shit ain't right

Let a nigga think and he can take me, I Gin blow this pipe
I f*ckin' on your bitch tonight, but you could grab her in the light
An If you say it's war, just know you Gin Get Your shit crack
I rideing in This car with this chopper, smokin' 6 packs

223's, they go thur your Houses , just in case you try to hide
Every day we doin' drill, But that Just, a exercise
Run him down and paint the f*ckin' street, we like Picasso, baby
She say ise her man i ain't your man, you just a cracker, baby

Know she is the thot, but she want things on silver platter
You can get it if you line him up to get that head splatter
And yeah, we tryna tie him up and Do him like a piata
And yeah, I get her used the pump' cuz them bullets scatter

Srt8 up out that gutter, I ain't talkin' bout that girl
You know for' real horrors, they just coppin' and they world
Even though bro on Band quick to suit up and go foil
Put that Drake up on they block and watch they body f*ckin' twirl

All they neighbors think we're shock, like that boy he should've learned
My respect, can't give it out, my respect, you have to earn
Never hate upon the guys, I be patient and wait my turn
Tell bro close the back door, in this life you live and learn

Tell bro take the f*ckin' right, just don't miss a left turn
Let me out the f*ckin' car, tiger stripes i had to earn
Tiger stripe, we had to earn, you diss the link, you gettin' burned
Four k's up on the scene, kno dey get the job done

He was sitck to the seat, he couldn't even turn the key
Jump back inside the jap, I hit the left and then we flee
We gin take yuh f*ckin' p's, if you ain't sellin' dope for Gee
When we pull up to his shop, bro just say you wanna 5

When he put his head down, we can catch him by surprise
Up the blip, up the stick, pussy nigga run the shit
Just don't try to f*ckin' lie cus broem, and quick to dump the clip
I just pop a pill and drink some Tussle, pussy ice the grinch

Extortion shittin' we them mafias, you know we back in full effect
I f*ckin' on ya bitch, I blow her backin know she is a mess
She say ghost between you and my boyfriend, ghost
Hit her with that uptop f*ckin' settings, know her pussy scratch

Niggas only bad, in my chat they only sendin' texts
I tryna spin your block' aim above the neck and make a f*cking mess
You can send your best man, just know you can f*ckin' lose your best
Niggas only bad, in my chat they only sendin' death

I tryna spin your block aim above the neck and make a mess
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Language: English
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