This is a song about "Ghost mob"

To what we doing here

Ghost in the hook so real

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

You pay your favorite stripper car note

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Wish i could shed all these tears

I'm a mob by myself/

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

And i drop top off in a hot cold

It was my fault

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I'm in college now got the professors to mob with me

Like a ghost you come and go

Lost my nigga over nothing though