This is a song about "Ghost squad quick scope"

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Shit then im ghost like casper/

Huh, i can't interpret her

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

All this paper i fold

They would have thought you saw a ghost

So i banged for a minute

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

The truth shall be told

I think there's a ghost

Go crazy when she hear music

Proved them all wrong right quick.

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish