Hi-Tech

(Skrrrt)

Rooftop, Spaced Out
When I'm riding down the block
Never known as a bitch
Always known to keep a glock

Fiji set, VVS
5th Gen Apple Tech
Double cup hella bloody
Just to match the Louboutins (Hi-Tech)

Skrrt out, hit a hundred in about six seconds
Double blunts be my weapons
I ain't about to get to stressing

I ain't about to get to messing up
My fit's price will fuck you up
My ice is shining bright as fuck
No money, bitch you Outta Luck

No-Scope, 360
Hollow tips, blood sticky
Red dot, red beam
No sound, no scream
Iced up, neck froze
Medusa head, eyes close
No heart, no soul
Muddy cup, elixer

Bitch it's Ghost, in a Ghost
I be zooming out
Steady falling on these drugs
Never been in a drought

This mud I'm sipping on
I know it's gonna be the death of me
But I don't give a fuck
Heart slowing up, I'm drowning

Riding off in a coupe
Star-Starstream
Bitch, I'm coming for the necks of my enemies
Repping 223's
Wear Versace shades at night
Nightshade
I can't see these fucking haters
Getting past my fucking blade

Ghost shade, Ghost smoke
Black eyes, I awoke
Hella smoke up in the coupe
My bitch a 10, your shit's a 2

Barbie & Ken up in the coupe
That's how we ride, we shop and shoot
Taking all the fucking loot
Smoking gas but don't pollute

Said I 'POP' on a bitch
Call me the fucking Dirty Bubble
As I rummage through the rubble
Percocets, they make me stumble

Now I'm up
There ain't no coming back down
Demonic army sending shots from the underground

No sweat, no pain
More blood, bodies slain
I arise from the ashes
Sacrificed to the masses

Double blade by my hip
Skrrting out hella quick
Going Ghost through the vaporwaves
And making bitches hella sick

Rooftop, Spaced Out
When I'm riding down the block
Never known as a bitch
Always known to keep a glock

Fiji set, VVS
5th Gen Apple Tech
Double cup hella bloody
Just to match the Louboutins