sorry im a haunted house
Yuh, woah, woah, woah, woah, ay
'Cause I'm a grave man, skeleton man, not no bape man
Fake man's, Ditto face man's, man, I hate them
Closet full of skeletons, uh, and some fake friends
Halloween decorations, tell 'em "hang 10"
Rinnegan see through fake friends, damn, that's pain, man
Ye, man, in 08, man, 808, blam (OVO, yo)
Keep a drake jammed in my waist band
Haunted house, how I pop out with the gang, man
In the field like a scarecrow with my kinfolk
Red dot like a pimple at your temple
You can feel me when the wind blows and the moon glows
Tia and Tamera twin Glocks shoot akimbo (okay, like)
Mobile suit Gaspare, Gundam boots smashin'
One to your neck and one to floor gassin'
Skeleton Jack in the back on attack
Better titan up, boy, I'm on y'all assess
'Cause I'm a grave man, skeleton man, not no bape man
Fake man's, Ditto face man's, man, I hate them
Closet full of skeletons, uh, and some fake friends
Halloween decorations, tell 'em "hang 10"
Rinnegan see through fake friends, damn, that's pain, man
Ye, man, in 08, man, 808, blam (OVO, yo)
Keep a drake jammed in my waist band
Haunted house, how I pop out with the gang, man
It seems like you're pretty skilled with your hands
I bet you're pretty popular with the girls, aren't you?
Looking at the end (yuh)
I can feel death blowing kisses in the wind (yuh)
I can only see her when I'm looking through the lens
Fatal frame, baby, this shit ain't a game
If you saw it how I see it you would probably go insane
Don't know what it was or what I saw, but
I can hear it lurking, screeching outside in the halls (yeah)
Baby, better hold tight, you're in for a long night
Gaspare and Kamaara digging graves out in the moonlight
'Cause I'm a grave man, skeleton man, not no bape man
Fake man's, Ditto face man's, man, I hate them
Closet full of skeletons, uh, and some fake friends
Halloween decorations, tell 'em "hang 10"
Rinnegan see through fake friends, damn, that's pain, man
Ye, man, in 08, man, 808, blam (OVO, yo)
Keep a drake jammed in my waist band
Haunted house, how I pop out with the gang, man
'Cause I'm a grave man, skeleton man, not no bape man
Fake man's, Ditto face man's, man, I hate them
Closet full of skeletons, uh, and some fake friends
Halloween decorations, tell 'em "hang 10"
Rinnegan see through fake friends, damn, that's pain, man
Ye, man, in 08, man, 808, blam (OVO, yo)
Keep a drake jammed in my waist band
Haunted house, how I pop out with the gang, man
In the field like a scarecrow with my kinfolk
Red dot like a pimple at your temple
You can feel me when the wind blows and the moon glows
Tia and Tamera twin Glocks shoot akimbo (okay, like)
Mobile suit Gaspare, Gundam boots smashin'
One to your neck and one to floor gassin'
Skeleton Jack in the back on attack
Better titan up, boy, I'm on y'all assess
'Cause I'm a grave man, skeleton man, not no bape man
Fake man's, Ditto face man's, man, I hate them
Closet full of skeletons, uh, and some fake friends
Halloween decorations, tell 'em "hang 10"
Rinnegan see through fake friends, damn, that's pain, man
Ye, man, in 08, man, 808, blam (OVO, yo)
Keep a drake jammed in my waist band
Haunted house, how I pop out with the gang, man
It seems like you're pretty skilled with your hands
I bet you're pretty popular with the girls, aren't you?
Looking at the end (yuh)
I can feel death blowing kisses in the wind (yuh)
I can only see her when I'm looking through the lens
Fatal frame, baby, this shit ain't a game
If you saw it how I see it you would probably go insane
Don't know what it was or what I saw, but
I can hear it lurking, screeching outside in the halls (yeah)
Baby, better hold tight, you're in for a long night
Gaspare and Kamaara digging graves out in the moonlight
'Cause I'm a grave man, skeleton man, not no bape man
Fake man's, Ditto face man's, man, I hate them
Closet full of skeletons, uh, and some fake friends
Halloween decorations, tell 'em "hang 10"
Rinnegan see through fake friends, damn, that's pain, man
Ye, man, in 08, man, 808, blam (OVO, yo)
Keep a drake jammed in my waist band
Haunted house, how I pop out with the gang, man
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Writer(s): Gaspare Magaddino Iv
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