(Yeah!) Ghosts in the whip, bass in the crypt, Whole block jump when the coffin flip. Fog in the lights, drippin’ that flame, Halloween season but the vibe insane. Mask on face, not for disguise, Just keepin’ that vibe when the moonrise flies. Jack-O’ grin with the LED glow, Drip so cold make a zombie froze. Candy bag swing, chain like gold, Mixin’ that sugar with the beats I fold. Skeleton dance, pop-lock groove, Haunt this beat till the speakers move. I don’t chase fear, I recruit it, Drop that bass and the ghouls salute it. Graveyard shift with a trap-door sound, Every 808 make the ghosts break ground. Turn it up, let the spirits yell, We vibin’ in the haunted carousel. Flash that strobe, let the monsters jam, Whole night lit by the fog-machine glam. Turn it up, let the spirits yell, Bass so loud, wake the crypt hotel. Halloween heat, yeah that’s the plan, Still goin’ ghost — I’m the haunted man. Pumpkin spice drip with the venomous grin, Got bats in the rafters, they vibin’ again. Moonlight hits, that silver hue, My sneakers squeak like a witch’s brew. Doorbell ring, got the treats on deck, Every bar sweet with a rhyme reflex. Chainsaw snare, don’t test the crew, We slay all night, then we sip that boo. Fog-machine mist, laser beam eyes, Party don’t stop till the sunrise dies. Turn it up, let the spirits yell, We vibin’ in the haunted carousel. Flash that strobe, let the monsters jam, Whole night lit by the fog-machine glam. Turn it up, let the spirits yell, Bass so loud, wake the crypt hotel.
