Strikes in the mix

Ghosty

I-I-I Love Chris Rich

Gyal wanna come round ′ere

And them boy round dere too bumy

And we get money

Them man broke, as a joke

It's not even funny

Can′t answer the phone

I'm with my side ting and my miting, worry

Jeet and skeet, I'ma call right back

I just see a miss call, I′m sorry

Got my mum through too much drama

Maybe I shoulda went Colly

Too much time in the trap

But now, when I shop, I fill that trolley

On the field, I do it like Costa

Get that assist, I hit that volley

I′m the reason the party tu'nt

I was the one giving out Molly

All this label talk is draining

Got A&Rs acting friendly

Trynna get me to sign these papers

Man said 21 wiva mill

I need the same deal as Aitch′s

What the fuck do you mean 'bout "twenty bags"?

I spent that shit on trainers

What the fuck do you mean ′bout "one hundred bags"?

Huh? Take your pen back

Why you talking shit?

I ain't dissing DBE blud, I′m rating dem man

I'm just not really rating the following ting

Going on right now, I'm a leader

Can′t lie, it′s 'bout time that they took me in

Spend ′bout 5 years in the T house

But, the hard work pays off

Na, I can't take days off

Lotta man got tings to say

Remember, the talk don′t cost

I got what the rappers got

I don't even rap alot

Too clean, I′m immaculate

You wouldn't think I'm in the trap alot

Fulls deep in a bitch, I′m all in

No bowling, free yard, who′s rolling?

Who's that wiva back, wait, hold on

Mandem way in the back just scoping

She′s liking my recent posts

Send the post-code, I'm roasting

All I do is make money, I′m boring

South parked up, now I'm just postponing

Gyal wanna come round ′ere

And them boy round dere too bumy

And we get money

Them man broke, as a joke

It's not even funny

Can't answer the phone

I′m with my side ting and my main ting, worry

Jeet and skeet, I′ma call right back

I just see a miss call, I'm sorry

Got my mum through too much drama

Maybe I shoulda went Colly

Too much time in the trap

But now, when I shop, I fill that trolley

On the field, I do it like Costa

Get that assist, I hit that volley

I′m the reason the party tu'nt

I was the one giving out Molly

I′m the reason the party lit

Trynna squeeze four tings in the whip at Lib

She bad, gonna shake that back for the vid

Bad bitch gonna make that trip for the kid

Cute on the hood like Rich

Boujee one in this W6

See the camera flash, no wait

Cover my face, I don't wanna be in your pic

Didn′t show that hoe no love

Now she wanna set me up

All 'cause I fucked and duck, didn't call her back

Now she wanna see man get touched

The life I live′s all nuts

Think I′m man, you should meet my pups

Ain't been with the gang as much

One up in the cut with the grub, no fuss

Gyal wanna come round ′ere

And them boy round dere too bumy

And we get money

Them man broke, as a joke

It's not even funny

Can′t answer the phone

I'm with my side ting and my main ting, worry

Jeet and skeet, I′ma call right back

I just see a miss call, I'm sorry

Got my mum through too much drama

Maybe I shoulda went Colly

Too much time in the trap

But now, when I shop, I fill that trolley

On the field, I do it like Costa

Get that assist, I hit that volley

I'm the reason the party tu′nt

I was the one giving out Molly

(I′m the reason the party lit)

(Trynna squeeze four tings in the whip at Lib)

I-I-I Love Chris Rich

Ghosty