Songtexte Goinghost - Finessegod

I'm on a whole 'nother level
Pourin' the four in the beverage
Look in the mirror, the devil
Poppin' these pills on a schedule
YSL on the umbrella,
I do not fuck wit ya fella,
Rockstar I tried to tell her,
Under my shirt be banana, woah, woah
Sack on me just like I'm santa
Green on me just like I'm Banner, huh
Burberry on the bandana, huh
I'm goin ghost like a phantom
I poured the four in the fanta, huh
I'm dirty I don't got no manners
Free all my guys out the slammer

Free all my guys out the cage
Lil' shorty just wanna rage
I told her she on my page
I fucked her, fucked her for days
I'm in and I'm out of the state
Off a pill so you know I feel great
On my way to the top don't be late
All black shit look like a cape
(I gotta get to that cake, get to that cheese huh)
(I gotta get to that cake, just by any means huh)
(I gotta get to that cake, get to that cheese huh)
(I gotta get to that cake, just by any means huh)
Steppin in Europe I'm doin' the most
I took her shoppin' and then I went ghost
I told her "shut up", I'm fuckin' her throat
I pour a four and i'm sippin' it slow
Phone got no service 'cause I'm on a boat
If we poppin' out, we closin' the store
These niggas want smoke, we aim at ya nose

I'm on a whole 'nother level
Pourin' the four in the beverage
Look in the mirror, the devil
Poppin' these pills on a schedule
YSL on the umbrella,
I do not fuck wit ya fella,
Rockstar I tried to tell her,
Under my shirt be banana, woah, woah
Sack on me just like I'm santa
Green on me just like I'm Banner, huh
Burberry on the bandana, huh
I'm goin ghost like a phantom
I poured the four in the fanta, huh
I'm dirty I don't got no manners
Free all my guys out the slammer