I got ghosts in my head and they never stop screamin' And they say the same things you were sayin' last weekend No, bitch (it's definitely a no for me, dawg) This ain't American Idol I sip, and I'm turnin' gold from the bottle No shit, face like a model Yellin' out: YOLO, the motto That's how we do in Toronto (Lily, is that you?) I be shinin' bright, I got my swag on They be singin' loud, like: Is my mic on? Big, big cat and I'm 'bout to go purr She's like: Lily, is that you? Bitch, duh I'm her I got ghosts in my head and they never stop screamin' And they say the same things you were sayin' last weekend I'm fiendin' your breathin' Down my neck like a Hollywood demon I'm fiendin' that feelin' Of you in my bed, my head, my secret No, bitch, I'm focused I won't miss and I won't quit Fans leave me roses And I kiss them when I sign tits If I'm on it, beats slap Ex said it, stay mad One more ghost to add to my collection I be shinin' bright, I got my swag on They be singin' loud, like: Is my mic on? Big, big cat and I'm 'bout to go purr She's like: Lily, is that you? Bitch, duh I'm her I got ghosts in my head and they never stop screamin' And they say the same things you were sayin' last weekend I'm fiendin' your breathin' Down my neck like a Hollywood demon I'm fiendin' that feelin' Of you in my bed, my head, my secret I'm fiendin' that feelin' I'm fiendin' that feelin' Deep in my soul, I got ghosts (I'm fiendin' that feelin') So unholy Can't hear them talk, 'cause I'm not (I'm fiendin' that feelin') Listenin' to no one but my manager