Ghost Yeat (Ft. ​astrovetmonts)

[Chorus: Yeat]
(Woah)
Yeah, I'm way too geeked, I'm finna go ghost (Woah)
This is a Hell, this is a Rolls, this is a Ghost (Woah, yeah)
Yeah, mess wit' me hurtin' my tote (Woah)
She got on the Helmut Lang with the Telfar yeah that's my ho' (Yeah)
Bitch been blowin' my huh? Fuck it I'm finna go ghost (Oh)
I don't give a fuck what they say (Yeah)
Bitch I been all on my own (Woah)
I don't gotta give you shit 'cause you ain't help me when I ain't had a home
I do whatever I want, you smell me? Yeah nah Gucci cologne (Brr)

[Verse: astrovetmonts]
Yeah, brother with two hunnid ghost, huh
Glocky came wit' a beam, the AR came wit' a scope
Maison Margiela cost me a bean, got [?] my tote
Maison Margiela on muhfuckin' jeans and ion even wear 'em no more
I can't [?], how I get high?
Y'all starin' bitch I did the most
Ten grams and we smoke till it's roach
How much you talkin'?
Them roaches and rodents
Geeked out my mind, yeah pop me the percys sometimes [?]
Hop in the coupe [?] me
Ride in the [?] go this is your moment