Kylie - Jordan Solomon

Yeah girl, it’s always like that

You always run game then you run it right back, yeah

I remember niggas, yeah they used to diss me

I got a text from you-know-who, she say she miss me

And I been plottin' on this shit since I was sixteen

You know, high school errands with the ripped jeans

Instagram poppin' but she want to keep it lowkey

Purple gold in my blunt, never pass, Kobe (swish)

Yeah, ayy, the shit that I don’t need

Never met your girl but she say that she fuckin' know me

Couple tings, twenty got my feeling like Ginobili

I’m a young Hefner, suggest you don’t play, boy

Nappy hair so what you think I got a fade for?

My boy trigger finger quicker than a Gameboy

I whip the Honda Civic, feelin' like a Wraith, boy

Solo the nigga, this ain’t up for no debate boy, yeah

Put Supreme on, feeling like Kylie

Yeah I’m ghost in the city, can’t find me

The Range Rover seats white like Miley

Except you know we always rockin' Rollie timepiece

Feel like Kylie Jenner (ayy), feel like I’m at Coachella (ayy)

A ting from Venezuela (yeah), feel like Kylie Jenner (ayy)

Like Kylie (yeah), like Kylie (ayy)

Yeah I’m ghost in the city, can’t find me

This for every bitch that hated and never thought I would make it

Now Solo, I’m almost famous, look at these niggas I came with, yeah

Milky in the trap, Grippy tryna make it back

Polka tryna make a stack, yeah you know, yeah yeah (ayy)

Young nigga drinkin' Fiji in the studio

Hey I’m your daddy like my name was Michael Corleone

Ayy where’s Seth, man you know we got the Rollie on

In the condo, twenty floors, what we talkin' 'bout?

Hola mamacita, oh it’s nice to meet you

Hit it in the morning, buenos dias, I got kicks like playin' FIFA

I sip that Goose, she feelin' loose, she sip that margarita

And I can’t see Selena like my name was Justin Bieber, yeah

In that coolo lookin' dulce

And she watchin' me, she think that I am Bluray

And I’m fresh, I’m fresh, I’m fresh, just like some toothpaste

Yeah that nine-oh-five, you know we on a new wave, yeah

Put Supreme on, feeling like Kylie

Yeah I’m ghost in the city, can’t find me

The Range Rover seats white like Miley

Except you know we always rockin' Rollie timepiece

Feel like Kylie Jenner (ayy), feel like I’m at Coachella (ayy)

A ting from Venezuela (yeah), feel like Kylie Jenner (ayy)

Like Kylie, like Kylie (yeah)

Yeah I’m ghost in the city, can’t find me