the ghost and the spider

Shut the fuck up
Let me talk my shit, let me talk my mess
Let me talk my trash (yuh!)
Burnin' the fire, the smoke goin' higher
I'm covered in piles of ash (yuh!)

Flyin' to Europe, you sippin' that syrup
I'm sippin' on that water in the glass (yuh!)
Came from the bottom, we bringin' the slaughter
Puttin' pussy motherfuckers in the past (yuh!)

Look what I did, made a game give birth
Now you niggas my kids
And I don't really give a fuck if you niggas like it
Like it's Mortal Kombat, hit you with a high kick (fatality!)

Yuh
Breakin' your teeth like you was tryna eat rocks
Fully automatic, extended magazine Glock (yeah!)
Spit it 'til it sound like I was tryna beatbox
When you sayin' something, it sound like an NPC talks (yuh!)

I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Someone come get this salt
Put him in a coffin, pick him up, drop him
He look like a lawn chair the way he fold

I can see the numbers, like Mason
Cutting up a nigga like Jason and leave him in a hole
We been doin' shit so amazing
Break him down, put him in a spliff
That's the way I roll

Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Like I was a head on the floor
Actin' ignorant, bitch, you already know
When I walk up in the room, all the opps get cold
Ice in my veins, it freeze my brain
So when I cry, it look like snow
When he can't rap, turn a rapper into toast
Do the most, when I pop out, he turn into a ghost

I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
(I think there's a ghost in this bitch)
Do you hear that shit?

I be in the Paris catacombs
That's where I go to search my soul
Shawty wanna hit my throne
Shawty wanna haunt my house
No doubt, no duh, we know
Got her at the show

Got a couple bitches on the phone
Her man get a text in the morn'
"Like, I was in the haunted house green room
Haha-haha, get it? That's why I went ghost"
Oh, she cold
Oh, she wrong, my condolence to the bro, cut to the bone
Just took hit to the soul, blow a kiss to the wind, she gone

Welcome to the haunted house
You'll never be alone
Promise I'm not phasmophobic
I'm so happy that you're home

Okay!
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
(Welcome to the haunted house, you're all going to die today)

I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
I think there's a ghost in this bitch
Do you hear that shit?
(I think there's a ghost in this bitch)
(Do you hear that shit?)