Produced By Jourdain Casper.




The Official Ghosty Ghost 👻

Ghosty Ghost - Ghosty's Code(2)

Intro: KiDD Crash

Yeah Crash outside, that’s pressure 

She brought a friend, that’s extra 

I'm way too clean to smut my name 

But she really loves the texture 

Low ridin’ through the sector 

New scent, that smell like nectar

Can’t cuff, I don’t tame 

Wrist talk louder than lectures



Verse 1: KiDD Crash

Crash in the place, gyal whine on the toolie 

.9 in the coat, but I’m calm, unruly 

Backdoor slide, no talk, move spooky

Gotta face too bait, now she movin’ too choosy 

Ten toes down in the rave, no stress

Got my neck on freeze, but the ting still sweat 

Bad gyal throw back, but my op just vex

'Cause I piped his bitch, now it’s one big mess 

She can't be a gold digger dating you 

So I book one flight now that ting impressed 

All the favors I did for you 

Now you own me one come pay dem debts 

Ops talk big they ain’t got reps

They move like yutes, just hate and vex 

Crash got gyal and the Ps come blessed

I don’t do love, or a farewell text



Hook: KiDD Crash

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem pressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (what?)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (facts!)

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem pressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (bribe!)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (cold!)



Verse 2: Ezri

Yeah, one big mess

You know life's like one big test 

But me plus you that's one big flex 

And she wants kids next that's one big step 

Yeah, one big mess

She send me a text when she wanna get blessed 

I send one back like come get stretched 

Like come get next to me 

I need your body your ecstasy

Let niggas know they can't mess with me 

You and me one in the same 

My twin, my flame, we talking telepathy

Knowing it's going to be what it's meant to be 

Even if you ain't meant for me 

You know I mean it respectfully 

You messy I can't have you stressing me



Hook: KiDD Crash

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (what?)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (facts!)

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (bribe!)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (cold!)



Verse 3: Res Yaxx

Came from the city whea niggas are ball hogs

Fuckin his shorty some shit I should knock off

He wanna battle then put him some gloves on

Told him I beef like halal when 

I cook in streets wit my knocka

My shit is charcoal

Matchin my clothes when 

I hit me a viba (viber)

One gonna pay for the date 

And the other gone give me dat head 

I'm never caught up

Told my bro I gotchu

You got some beef then they is my opps too

12 inna clip like apostle

They is the choosin ones

Preachin pressure to the block tho

My nimbus black but god protect my back

She said ima angel but demon in bed

Scriptures written from feet to my head

Like legion

All of my music been writin psalms

Stayed out the streets so im dissin in songs

Dont mean I wont come outside boom

But i still try to make it to the top

I got me a family im done wit the slums

Niggas be jealous they wantin my spot

But dont wanna put pain in this came wit some scars

Dey dont wanna face it

Cut dem all off and now they straight stressin nigga



Hook: KiDD Crash

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (what?)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (facts!)

One big mess, bad gyal won’t rest (nah)

One big mess, got da man dem stressed (who?)

One big mess, ting paid them refs (bribe!)

One big mess, still calm, no sweat (cold!)


One Big Mess Feat. Ezri & Res Yaxx

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One Big Mess Feat. Ezri & Res Yaxx

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