Lyrics Ghost - Ouija Macc
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
This
just
where
I'm
hid
aye
don't
nobody
know
aye
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
I'm
just
on
the
blocc
like
"its
where
they
hid
my
bones"
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
When
you
feel
alone
girl
I'm
on
you
like
some
clothes
aye
Exhale
smoke
See
the
way
it
flow
Ain't
that
just
like
me
ay
Baby
I'm
a
ghost
Blunt
lit
drift
left
hand
steer
the
shift
Right
hand
wiggle
it
baby
girl
quit
I
just
po'ed
a
four
in
my
Faygo
I'm
bout
to
sip
aye
I
just
hit
my
partners
to
break
bread
I'm
off
a
licc
aye
I
don't
set
trip
I
know
some
bloods
I
know
some
crips
aye
I
just
turned
my
volume
up
No
talking
in
my
shit
aye
All
these
drugs
I'm
on
I
can't
even
hop
up
out
the
whip
aye
Baby
I'm
a
ghost
I
just
go
floating
out
the
whip
aye
Slide
off
in
that
room
and
I'm
saucing
on
the
ceiling
Ain't
nobody
ready
for
me
I
just
got
that
feeling
I
can
smell
the
lies
see
the
secrets
they
concealing
Walls
do
talk
I'm
the
creature
who
can
hear
them
Know
what
y'all
be
on
before
y'all
know
I'm
in
the
building
I
ain't
gotta
kill
em'
I
contact
chill
em'
Call
it
my
gift
Call
it
my
shit
Call
it
my
curse
"You
ever
look
in
someones
eyes
and
Its
like
it's
like
they're
gone
already
But
at
the
same
time
its
like
they'll
live
forever
Hold
up
mane
I
swear
I
just
be
feeling
like
a
myth
aye
Sippin'
so
much
muddy
changed
the
color
of
my
piss
aye
One
day
when
they
aiming
for
my
head
they
ain't
gon'
miss
aye
When
that
happen
roll
up
po'
up
bend
the
blocc
to
this
aye
Tell
them
bout
the
one
who
never
went
out
like
no
bitch
aye
Tell
them
bout
the
one
who
never
switched
up
like
no
tricc
aye
Know
I
was
the
one
who
caught
you
everytime
you
slipped
aye
Ouija
died
before
he
got
to
live
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
Baby
I'm
a
Ghost
Smell
me
in
your
clothes
girl
I'm
in
there
like
detergent
Ain't
nobody
permanent
(nah)
Ain't
nobody
perfect
All
that
shit
y'all
put
me
though
all
of
it
was
worth
it
Know
you
gon'
remember
me
bitch
lil'
Ouija
swerving
When
the
room
is
quiet
you
gon'
hear
me
spitting
verses
Know
I
stay
inside
you
like
the
xans
in
all
y'all
purses
Know
the
things
you
said
to
me
were
part
of
my
existence
I
was
dead
inside
before
my
outside
caught
up
with
it
Hold
up
whip
drift
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