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Ghostbuster by Young Kool Aid The Legend Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

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Yeah, turn up yeah

(Chorus)

Yuh, aye, ball on a brotha no spalding
Brew up the potion it come outta boston
Rollie it look like a faucet
Young kool aid dropped you better take caution
Album it sold like an auction
Too many bands they don't fit in my wallet
People keep hating, they want me to stop it
But i'm not stoppin, I just keep ballin

(Verse 1)

Yeah, out of this world like i'm nasa
Chains on me like slave, but i'm not a master
Tear up this beat like a natural disaster
Double r ghost, but I am not casper
Still g money, don't call me a rapper
Keep it a hunnid, I'm never a capper
Get to the cheddar but I'm not a packer
Get to the green, certified stacker (aye)
Carried the game, made my back hurt
Stack up them numbers but I'm not a math nerd
Hate people lyin like my last name is stafford
Gave it a hundred but that never mattered
Young kool aid two, that album a hazard
I hear all the talkin, I hear all the chatter
If you can do better, why are you sadder?
Beat got me floatin and boolin on saturn (aye)
(Chorus)

Yuh, aye, ball on a brotha no spalding
Brew up the potion it come outta boston
Rollie it look like a faucet
Young kool aid dropped you better take caution
Album it sold like an auction
Too many bands they don't fit in my wallet
People keep hating, they want me to stop it
But i'm not stoppin, I just keep ballin

(Verse 2)

Yeah hop on the mic is you feelin me?
If you're not, I can read all the energy
Hunnid bars on the beat like a centipede
Me in the studio is a different me
Paranormal, this song, it's activity
The legend got endless abilities
To rap and spit for infinity
What are you doing up in my vicinity?
What are you doing up in my proximity?
This is two but it's really the trinity
Hall of fame bars cause that's where I'm finna be
There's really people out here trying to finish me
Sippin on kool aid, the power it's giving me
It really kick in, it really start hitting me
My bad for the wait, I really was missing me
Now that I'm back, time for a killing spree (aye)
(Chorus)

Yuh, aye, ball on a brotha no spalding
Brew up the potion it come outta boston
Rollie it look like a faucet
Young kool aid dropped you better take caution
Album it sold like an auction
Too many bands they don't fit in my wallet
People keep hating, they want me to stop it
But i'm not stoppin, I just keep ballin (yeah)