Ghost by Ace (Rap) Lyrics
[VERSE]
I jump in the beat like it’s water
I got no worries Hakuna Matata
They biting my rhymes like piranhas
I spoil myself buy Gucci and Prada
If y’all rappers some ballers I’m a globetrotta
I got the sauce all on me like pasta
I’m handing out L’s like im Aaron Rodgers
Then I hit out the park I’m a Dodger
You got a gokart I got a Beamer
Im not a depositer I’m a redeemer
Breathing nothing but fire like Ricky Steamer
Ice on my wrist just out the freezer
I got the flow like I’m cash
Then go 100 miles like the Flash
Light it up like Sonic Dash
But I’m not in the middle I’m the one runnin fast
I stay on fire cause my uncle is Kane
Don’t get caught on the track of a train
I’m driving Big Baller Brand, stay in yo lane
Hit the stepback and the jumper is rain
Then I lean wit it, rock wit it
Hide it my sock wit it
Can you smell The Rock wit it
I got the beat on lock wit it
Solid, Gas, Liquids, and Black Lives Matter
Climbin over the wrongs like its a ladder
Gimme your ring I’m the human Saturn
Hit it out the park like hey batter batter
Rappers to me Bambi to Zilla
I’m a thief in the night but not a thrilla
I got ice neck down but not Vanilla
All i need is one shot Reggie Milla
Rolex all good times like Kid Dynamite
I don’t drink lean but I do drink Sprite
I let my bars fly in the air like a kite
Like the jeans on a queer dude my flow is tight
I’m catchin the heat like Randy Moss
One hit and I can’t take a loss
Im the boss but not Rick Ross
Flipping my wrist like it’s a coin toss
Choosing the beat its like a tournament
Your dad payed your way and I’m still earnin it
You tryna cool me down but I’m still burnin it
I’m speaking money language and you still learnin’ it
I’m walkin on the moon all I need is a red jacket
You can’t ketchup cause you can’t packet
Hitting the beat like I got a racket
Bury the beat like it’s a hatchet
Playing my song like it’s Nintendo
I’m the real deal and you guys pretendo
Ballin out 2k like it’s ya boi Gento
You got a first down but I’m in the endzone
Cookin the beat like its some toast
I got no beef cause I don’t roast
Mans too hot Ima take off my coat
One verse and I leave like I’m a ghost
Like I'm a ghost, I said like I'm a ghost
One verse and I leave like I'm a ghost (Out!)
I jump in the beat like it’s water
I got no worries Hakuna Matata
They biting my rhymes like piranhas
I spoil myself buy Gucci and Prada
If y’all rappers some ballers I’m a globetrotta
I got the sauce all on me like pasta
I’m handing out L’s like im Aaron Rodgers
Then I hit out the park I’m a Dodger
You got a gokart I got a Beamer
Im not a depositer I’m a redeemer
Breathing nothing but fire like Ricky Steamer
Ice on my wrist just out the freezer
I got the flow like I’m cash
Then go 100 miles like the Flash
Light it up like Sonic Dash
But I’m not in the middle I’m the one runnin fast
I stay on fire cause my uncle is Kane
Don’t get caught on the track of a train
I’m driving Big Baller Brand, stay in yo lane
Hit the stepback and the jumper is rain
Then I lean wit it, rock wit it
Hide it my sock wit it
Can you smell The Rock wit it
I got the beat on lock wit it
Solid, Gas, Liquids, and Black Lives Matter
Climbin over the wrongs like its a ladder
Gimme your ring I’m the human Saturn
Hit it out the park like hey batter batter
Rappers to me Bambi to Zilla
I’m a thief in the night but not a thrilla
I got ice neck down but not Vanilla
All i need is one shot Reggie Milla
Rolex all good times like Kid Dynamite
I don’t drink lean but I do drink Sprite
I let my bars fly in the air like a kite
Like the jeans on a queer dude my flow is tight
I’m catchin the heat like Randy Moss
One hit and I can’t take a loss
Im the boss but not Rick Ross
Flipping my wrist like it’s a coin toss
Choosing the beat its like a tournament
Your dad payed your way and I’m still earnin it
You tryna cool me down but I’m still burnin it
I’m speaking money language and you still learnin’ it
I’m walkin on the moon all I need is a red jacket
You can’t ketchup cause you can’t packet
Hitting the beat like I got a racket
Bury the beat like it’s a hatchet
Playing my song like it’s Nintendo
I’m the real deal and you guys pretendo
Ballin out 2k like it’s ya boi Gento
You got a first down but I’m in the endzone
Cookin the beat like its some toast
I got no beef cause I don’t roast
Mans too hot Ima take off my coat
One verse and I leave like I’m a ghost
Like I'm a ghost, I said like I'm a ghost
One verse and I leave like I'm a ghost (Out!)