Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

Gasper, what the hell you doin'?

I just had to do 'em on my own shit
I just had to do her on some cold shit
I just got these bitches in my cold crib
Know you see me lookin' like a ghost, bitch
Ayy, like a ghost, bitch
I just seen 'em lookin' when I rode in
Ayy, on some ho shit
I just hit it once and then I hoed it
Young Jack in a bad ho
I been in the cut, lookin' spooky in a black coat (Bitch)
And she fuckin' with my tats though
I don't know her name but I just know I'm finna clap though, ayy

Look, don't know her
I'm just finna glow, October
Ayy, don't know her
Boy, I'm finna glow, October

Look, and I been gettin' bands, no Green Days
I been fuckin' beefed off a bean for a week straight
Gas, 93, hit a team play
Catch me in a graveyard, posted wit' a fiends stake, look
Ayy, and I'm up in her guts, no dessert, uh
Got these bitches jumpin' out they T-shirt
And I just got a chain for my bro
And I'm finna get my own, but my brothers gotta eat first
Look, and I don't text hoes
I'll just send 'em out like strep throat
And I don't even really wanna feel it
Shinigami told me, "Kill 'em," I said, "Let me grab my death note"
Ayy, don't know her
Boy, I'm finna glow, October
Look, don't know her
Boy, I'm finna glow, October

October (Bitch), it's a nightmare
Feelin' like Jack, I'm a king, you're a poser
Fuck out the way, if you see me, move over
If you can't hear me, lil' bitch, move closer (Damn)
Yuh, and you can't see me, I'm a ghost
Got this smoke in my throat
Can't feel my face, I'm 'boutta choke ('Boutta choke)
I been on the road, fuck the pressure, I won't fold
I been chillin' with Gasper in Winterville, and it's cold
I don't listen for shit, I don't ever do what I'm told
That's why these labels are tired 'cause I just can't be controlled
I got chains on my body, lookin' part decompose
Bloody ice on my wrist, like subzero, on froze, bitch (Bitch)



Credits
Writer(s): Gianni Veloz, Gaspare Magaddino Iv, Mark Andrew Taylor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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