Tour is Over

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kaos The Baker] Yeah yeah yeah The world open up but they ain't ready In the D, eating mom's spaghetti Ya' moms looking hot and ready She give me Krispy Kreme, topping me off, while I manifest my dreams Amphetamines increase the dopamines (Uh) This the dopest team, they call me special K, but ain't no ketamines (Yeah) I get the better things, to sum it all up, I get that cheddar cheese Better be like Lebron and join a better team You know what I mean (Yeah) Beat all my cases like I'm packing in pounds, look who backing ya' [?] Ain't no backing me down Semi-auto get to lettin' off rounds I wear the crown laser pointer on the end of yo' nose Now you a clown Fuck a PS5, tell that bitch I need 5 P's so I can feed my seeds On my knees you gotta fulfill or I'ma leave [Bridge: LORD JAH-MONTE OGBON] Get ghost (Oh nah I'm gone) Morning sex is a flex, I don't want no french toast (Oh nah) Get ghost Get ghost That's a bet, we gon' step, we don't wanna tip toe (Not at all) Get ghost Get ghost (Uh uh) I had to get ghost, didn't let my bitch know Get ghost Get ghost (Woah) I had to get ghost didn't let my bitch– (Wow) [Verse 2: LORD JAH-MONTE OGBON] I don't take advice from artists who get streaming checks quarterly (Nah) She lightskin like Coi Leray, fuck off a quarter key (Fuck it up) Test the waters with this first pack, I kept the order brief Where you fine dine and order beef, that's how I order sneaks (Come on) When he got hit on behalf felt an enormous grief (Nah I feel bad), implore the streets 'Bout to pull the toys out for a freak ('S good ma) You dropped yo' album, made noise for a week (For a week), then you peaked Had to grab every bird bitch by a beak Was no I and T (No) when it was just me and Unique In this closet I'ma cop her the Lim leather for her closet (Nah this for you) My A game like Alcoholics Anonymous (Yes) My bitch said she'a shoot me 'cause this thing we got is monogamous I came home, told them young niggas to polish my kicks When the tour is over first thing I'm doin' is apologizing to my— (Yo I'm sorry ma) Y'all avoiding the pain like you wouldn't believe I got a life back in NC but if I could I would leave it Get ghost for you Get ghost for you (You know I would) I'm tryna hold on but I can't go for you (I ain't go) When ya' man came back and I got low for you (And I got low) But now you back so how that go for you? (How that go) Get ghost Get ghost I tried to send 'em on a text, I had to flex, bitch no Get ghost Get ghost Over stand wedding band so you had to tiptoe Get ghost Get ghost And she got low but she let her nigga know and that's grimy
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Credits
- Writers
- LORD JAH-MONTE OGBON
- Kaos The Baker