Chord Skepta - Ghost Ride (ft. ASAP Nast & ASAP Rocky) (Lyrics)

Intro – ASAP Rocky

I never gave a f--k, I’m on a paper chase, I tell em

Eat my dust, hate my guts, eat my dust, hate my guts

Lick my nuts, kiss my b--t, lick my–I’m just tryna get a nut

Never!! never, never, never, never

Verse 1 – ASAP Rocky

I’m smoking the reefer, I roll with the nina

I roam from the reaper and c--k bust

Twisting my finger, I f--k on a diva

I bought her a ticket in Bahamas

Comma, llama, they not equipped for the drama

Got weed on my fingers, got me on my speakers

Got lean on the seat of the Lam’ bruh

Chopper, chopper, pull up around with a Mossberg

When the reaper come, redrum, I’ll murder something

Enemies on my mind, enemies in the past when I blast

My TEC-9, it go pat pat pat pat, rat a tat tat tat

Too fast, n----s know how I get

And this revenge up in my eyes, I’m committing my sin, amen

Hook/Chorus – ASAP Rocky

Lord forgive me for the s--t I did, was just a little kid

But you know I never gave a f--k about s--t, bout s--t

Since I came up and I’m on my old s--t, old s--t

And they ain’t about s--t, bout s--t, bout s--t

Since I came up and I’m on my old s--t, old s--t

And they ain’t about s--t, bout s--t

N----s ain’t about s--t, bout s--t

Verse 2 – Skepta

Told the plug it’s for me, he came down on the price

Live a bit in these streets, I teach you how to survive

You disrespect me, you playing around with your life

I see you follow fashion, tryna get down with the hype

Like Freddy Kreuger, man I get down with the stripes

It’s VVS, man there ain’t no clouds in my ice

She said what’s my real name and I don’t know how to reply

On a different planet, man I’m out of my mind

I was on the grind for many years and you were never there

Who the f--k’s putting all this stuffing in these teddy bears?

And f--k my enemies, man I make the devil scared

Man I got six chains, and I wear them anywhere

Everyday I’m s------g and I’m p-----g on this hypocrisy

It’s that uncontrollable demon they didn’t wanna see

This that virus in the system, the prodigy

And I have to murder all you fakers in this odyssey (greaze!)

Verse 3 – ASAP Nast

Life is like a movie, life is like a movie

Live it like a movie, live it like a movie

Swear these haters, they don’t move me

Yeah, ayy

Life is like a movie, Steven Spielberg

Riding through your city with the Mossberg

I just parked a Benz right up on the curb

Pull up on a bird, ask her what’s the word

Said they on the corner, they ain’t got your work

Yeah, yeah them n----s got the nerve

I’mma pull up, swerve, skrr, yeah I swerve

Hammer time, hammer time

If it’s beef, p---y, yeah I handle mine

Yeah, that’s from ASAP n---a, then I pulled the trigger

(?) to a bullet head

N----s up the s--t, yeah, rappers full of s--t, yeah

Hope they get the picture, I don’t give a f--k about s--t

Hook/Chorus – ASAP Rocky

Bout s--t, bout s--t

Since I came up and I’m on my old s--t, old s--t

And they ain’t about s--t, bout s--t, bout s--t

Since I came up and I’m on my old s--t, old s--t

And they ain’t about s--t, bout s--t

N----s ain’t about s--t, bout s--t