Gross

(Yeah, WISE)

Yeah
Stepping out my fit is, Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross

Want the Phantom not a
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost

Yeah
Stepping out my fit is Gross
(My fit is so Gross)
Damn
Sorry not sorry to brag or to boast
(Sorry not sorry, no)
We got the tools to turn you into toast
(Turn you to toast)
Damn
I’m Blurring out faces I cannot expose
(I cannot expose)
No
She came thru the crib said I make a good host
I gave a bath and I gave her a robe
She finished that, gave me the throat
The city is cold, Moncler for the coat
WISE do the most, I like to post
(Post, post, post, post)
Yeah
Sorry not sorry to brag or to boast
(Boast, boast, boast, boast)
Bitch
Go raise a glass let’s make a toast

I got a case of Caymus in the cellar
She stealing Adderall out of my dresser
End of semester she feeling the pressure
You do it good, but she do it better
Girl with a past, bitch its whatever
I’m feeling cold, must be the weather
Know it’s my time, I’m the successor
(I’m the successor bitch)
Yeah
I’m smoking gas, you smoking on Tesla
(Smokin’ on Tesla)
Damn
Bad little bitch, I liker her she extra
(I like her she extra)
Yeah
Might fly out to van, just to see Vanessa
(Just to see Vanessa)
What
I’m keeping it private we don’t do no Cessna
(No, No)

Woah, woah, yeah
Stepping out my fit is gross
(My fit is gross)
Damn
Sorry not sorry to brag or to boast
(Brag or to boast)
Yeah
Go raise a glass, let’s make a toast
(Let’s make a toast)
Damn

Stepping out my fit is, Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross

Want the Phantom not a, Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost

Sorry not sorry to brag or to boast
(Boast)
They used to hate on the Don, thats why nowadays I gotta boast
Back in high school in gym class with an opp
(What’d you do Black?)
I brought the toast
Was In the ‘dale with bad bitches throwing ass and titties
And sending they throat
Remember they said Reshawn you was gross
I can bet in a year or two, they gone search up what I Gross
Remember days when I couldn’t buy the dope sack, I sold soap
My shooters treat it like wrestling, we shootin’ opps off the ropes
Street life is all I know, til’ I hit the stage and made it go
Them bullets go rat-tat-tat-tat
Im from the 61st
All of my Niggas we trap, trap, trap, trap
Up in the club with a bottle of Henny
Q Heffner in the place
Putting bitches all back in they place
I’m with my nigga WISE
This can’t be televised, but we livin’ like

Woah, woah, yeah
Stepping out my fit is gross
Damn
Sorry not sorry to brag or to boast
Yeah
Go raise a glass, let’s make a toast
Damn

Stepping out my fit is, Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Gross
Want the Phantom not a, Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost
Ghost