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Future - Back Of The Ghost Lyrics

[Intro]
The wizard, yeah
Hah, yeah, yeah
What's wrong with the Earth
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, hol' up

[Chorus]
You niggas ain’t nothing but some punaany
I’m laying up with a Cubana
The dash in the coupe over 200
My chain and my watch are on tsunami
I ran the game for a few summers
Still get that hunger for new money
In the back of the Ghost get some shuteye
I’m the same one that trap a hotel out

[Verse 1]
I’m the one that had the motel jumping
Give me that yay imma sell some
We close it up when the feds come in
We leave the scene when the shells droppin
I had a [?]
I sell a key in the middle of the week
Flatline a nigga in the middle of the street
I come from the mud out the middle of the creek
Got a C on my shoe, got a B on my seat
That Chanel evidently, I pull in the Bentley
I wasn’t trappin i’d be on my pennies?
I just be laid up at night with the semi
I wrap it up like a pollo
I got that red on some lean it’s some oil
I wrap the bales up, aluminum foil
I get a ticket, forreal for a chorus
Aye, I’m hot and important
I jump out the lamb and go hop in the porsche
I fill up a soda with nothing but that codeine
I plain jane the AP and flooded the rollie
I get that dope and I toss
I got you dead on the blow
I sell ya uncy, ya auntie, ya mama
You know what I know
[Chorus]
You niggas ain’t nothing but some punaany
I’m laying up with a Cuban
The dash in the coupe over 200
My chain and my watch are a tsunami
I ran the game for a few summers
Still get that hunger for new money
In the back of the Ghost get some shuteye
I’m the same one that trap a hotel out (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I put that bitch in Monolo
When I say Cubanna, that nigga was clueless
I got that Mogo that Polo
I trap out the bando, my nigga that [?]
Yellow diamonds like bar of soda
Fuck the hoe and then bust on her (Woo)
Apple seeds with the crust on it (Apple)
Got Panorama with dust on it
Got the supercharger and it’s [?] on
Make her sick my dick and then blush on her
Got me fuckin’ on a [?] bad, cause you tryna’ get a lil [?]
All this service, got a rush for
I put your bitch on my Concord
I hit the bitch on the [?]
I put the V on the seats
On the seat that’s brand new material, nigga
I took all the euro [?]
I get euros on euros on mucha
Spend the [?] and the frames on a new house
Whip the whip on the letter side, nigga
Come and fuck with a multi nigga
I hit her like two times, nigga
[?] that double time, nigga (Ah)
[Chorus]
You niggas ain’t nothing but some punaany
I’m laying up with a Cuban
The dash in the coupe over 200
My chain and my watch are a tsunami
I ran the game for a few summers
Still get that hunger for new money
In the back of the Ghost get some shuteye
I’m the same one that trap a hotel out (Yeah)