Lyrics GHOSTEMANE – SneakDiss

GHOSTEMANE – SneakDiss words

[Hook: GHOSTEMANE]
Pussy motherfuckers talkin’ shit
Never to my face
Seen him at the spot
He did not even look my way
Sneak dissin’
I’ma have my chick
Sneak
Diss
In your drink
Having you seizin’ like a epileptic bitch
At a rave

 
[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]
Mama always told me not to say nun mean
Well my daddy told me “stick a motherfucker when you need”
Safe to say I took the lesson from my pops
Look at me
23
Never been payin respect to those who don’t believe
K-R-double E-P in the S-T-R-double E-T-Z with a Hennessy [?] on my feet
Drink till my liver can’t take no more and my soul tell me to take it slow
I do not have no self control and I’m always about to explode
Put a motherfucker in the ground next to a stone that says “I fuck with GHOSTE”
I hustle for my cash and then I don’t know where it goes
Start a week with two G’s
But by Sunday night I’m broke
Never mind cause I still make more than you would ever post online
Where you stay
Sittin’ in your grandma’s home

 
[Hook: GHOSTEMANE]
Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin’ shit
Never to my face
Seen him at the spot
He did not even look my way
Sneak dissin’
I’ma have my chick
Sneak
Diss
In your drink
Having you seizin’ like a epileptic bitch
At a rave
Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin’ shit
Never to my face
Seen him at the spot
He did not even look my way
Sneak dissin’
I’ma have my chick
Sneak
Diss
In your drink
Having you seizin’ like a epileptic bitch
At a rave

 
[Verse 2: Lil Infamous]
Bitch I got eyes like a sparrow
Double barrel, pull out bone marrow
None narrow, never on your throat choke on this metal
Never leave my home without the chrome, chaperone
Shawty is mad at me cause I am run from collateral
And I’m compatible with these bandanas or doing drugs
The sicker ones are underneath the Tommy gun
Bullets travel better run like it’s a fucking triathlon
I pull out the stretcher, these hollow rounds in niggas like Hannibal Lector
The 44 under the dresser like a compressor, van is special when I catch em

 
[Verse 3: LOCO DUNIT]
Must not know that I snatch his lips right off his face
Take your bitch and pick her up and throw her into [?]
Bitch, I need my mula up front so I don’t play about my cake
Tie you up and lay you in the middle of the interstate
[?] fucking with my lonesome
Smack you with that pistol till yo nuts close to stun gun
Bitch
Loco better
Hoe, I’m killing for a Honda
Send a pair of hollow tips straight through your eardrums
Okay now

 
[Hook: GHOSTEMANE]
Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin’ shit
Never to my face
Seen him at the spot
He did not even look my way
Sneak dissin’
I’ma have my chick
Sneak
Dis
In your drink
Having you seizin’ like a epileptic bitch
At a rave
Pussy, pussy motherfuckers talkin’ shit
Never to my face
Seen him at the spot
He did not even look my way
Sneak dissin’
I’ma have my chick
Sneak
Diss
In your drink
Having you seizin’ like a epileptic bitch
At a rave

 
[Outro: Ghostemane]
Pussy motherfuckers talkin’ shit
Never to my face
Seen him at the spot
He did not even look my way
Sneak dissin’
I’ma have my chick
Sneak
Diss
In your drink
Having you seizin’ like a epileptic bitch
At a rave

 

Lyrics of the artist 's songs GHOSTEMANE
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