Текст песни Ghosts - 27 Mari

Where are the 27 planets
Yeah, Ight, damn, caught lacking at the corner store
Okay
I think I keep seeing ghosts and shit

Damn, he was lacking at the corner store
Too high to shoot, I was worried about the drink I'm pouring
Thunderbolts going off outside, man, this shit pouring
Your girl said she wanted a tutu, started to blow her horn

Man, I think I'm starting to see some ghosts
Money falling out my pockets, man, go get my raincoat
Got a F with a N, that shoot for all you dirty folks
23 on all my sneakers, you know I'm the real goat

Red beam blazing on the head clip, hot and ready
I told bro, when we sliding on the opps, keep the whip steady
I'll throw 10 knuckles at your eye, have you looking fetty
On my birthday give me Glock with a switch, I don't want confetti

Damn, I need a gold pack
To the opp that talk the most, come where the bros at
Looking for that 30K oh wait, that's my Rolex
Put your gun down bouta' box you, like a pro pad

Too many niggas, where the hoes at
I hit you so hard, the doctors will call it a throwback
The beat synced this time, so I'm about to get my flow back
Put a hat on his head, we gon' call that one a snapback

Once again, I wrote the being lyrics, give me my credit
Either way, I got too much money, I do credit and debit
Back came with the terms of service, and I still read it
Broadie a clown like they found him while they was scrolling on Reddit

Damn, he was lacking at the corner store
Too high to shoot, I was worried about the drink I'm pouring
Thunderbolts going off outside, man, this shit pouring
Your girl said she wanted a tutu, started to blow her horn

I got a duffle bag full of nothin, but gold chips
We got the best Za in Town, always looking like Morty and Rick
I got two six-shooters, I'm pulling both of them off my hip
One down, I'm going ghost and poppin', back out in a million dollar crib

The Drake gon', have his meat off the bone like a rib
That's pause
But I don't care, cause at the end of the day, we the best ooters in town
I'm the king at what I do, man, you might as well just give me my crown

Come on, why you gotta frown
Your girl posted on her story, she just left pound town
I ain't using just my fist, I'ma hit you with a roundhouse
We be going on missions, traveling all the way down south

Damn, he was lacking at the corner store
Too high to shoot, I was worried about the drink I'm pouring
Thunderbolts, going off outside, man, this shit pouring
Your girl said she wanted a tutu, started to blow her horn

Damn, Okay