Ritual
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye (Ayo Luka drop that shit)
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
Come and follow me we can enter the unknown
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
And I paint the walls with bloody chrome
Peddle to the metal out your driveway I be skirting (skrt skrt skrt)
Gripping on the metal put your brains up on the curtain (boom)
Bitch I summon fucking demons and with death I'm always flirting
Bitch I'm chillin' with the witches and the crosses always burning
Spilling blood up on a white tee, on the nightly
Chain up on my neck shining pretty fucking brightly
All you bitches wanna fight me, kicking like Bruce Lee
Smashing teeth off my knee, end your life lightly
Forty-four on my hip
Silencer on the tip
Eight oh eight in the whip (skrt)
Ima pop you like a zit
Then he popped up I hopped up
Snatch his watch up
Get your body mopped up
Leave your baby chopped up
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
Come and follow me we can enter the unknown
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
And I paint the walls with bloody chrome
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye (Ayo Luka drop that shit)
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
Come and follow me we can enter the unknown
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
And I paint the walls with bloody chrome
Peddle to the metal out your driveway I be skirting (skrt skrt skrt)
Gripping on the metal put your brains up on the curtain (boom)
Bitch I summon fucking demons and with death I'm always flirting
Bitch I'm chillin' with the witches and the crosses always burning
Spilling blood up on a white tee, on the nightly
Chain up on my neck shining pretty fucking brightly
All you bitches wanna fight me, kicking like Bruce Lee
Smashing teeth off my knee, end your life lightly
Forty-four on my hip
Silencer on the tip
Eight oh eight in the whip (skrt)
Ima pop you like a zit
Then he popped up I hopped up
Snatch his watch up
Get your body mopped up
Leave your baby chopped up
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
Come and follow me we can enter the unknown
Yung Skeleton creeping thru your home (ay ay)
Lights out three am and you're all alone (lights out)
Dial tone (beep) cutting wires to your phone
And I paint the walls with bloody chrome
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Mayer
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