Moonlight catchin' on my gold fangs
Like Bruce Wayne, I'm beatin' baddies in Balmain
Call me on the bat phone, hit my hotline
I'm breakin' backbones of these wack hoes
Tickin' names off like it's tac toe
Stackin' up the bodies of these lame niggas, let the grass grow
And my eyes glowin' red like I got the pack
Like I got that 'dro
Clock on demon time, on that Alichino
Uprooting you fake bitches, leave you needin' stitches
You can't hide in the dead of night, I got inhuman vision
Stay with some supervision or you'll end up missin'
Don't fuck with me or you and death gon' be dancin' and kissin'
Drop dead (You niggas gonna—)
Drop dead (I'm gorgeous, I'm—)
Drop-dead (You fell flat, you—)
Dropped dead
Drop dead (You niggas gonna—)
Drop dead (I'm gorgeous, I'm—)
Drop-dead (You fell flat, you—)
Dropped dead
Halloween, the fit is all black
Claws sharp, on attack, head of the pack
I'm the alpha bitch
I'ma make they bodies twitch in rigor mortis
If they don't fall back, alright
Got the plug for the potions
Witches playin' with the punch, now the floor is in motion
I got shawty hittin' high notes, emotions
Rhythmic hypnosis, give me devotion
This beat explosive, like a freak, it blows
No trick or treat with COVID, but you niggas sweet
And I'm gonna lead like Moses
Pop off, no plosive
Got ya girl callin' to God, I'll call you Joseph
And now the clocks a tickin', no use checkin' the time
I got the Cheshire puttin' reality in a bind
Ain't no use stitchin' it, the only 9 you save are his lives
Fuckin' with your mind, we change up on a flip of a dime
Stay mad, I'll show you that I'll always be madder, like the hatter
You can't top a bitch who know you don't matter
And I'm badder than any villain, keep my name out your chatter
This the rap game and I'm the top batter
You got a little bit too much to chew on ya platter
You got a little too many rungs to climb on the ladder
So lower ya voice before I whip yo shit like some batter
Hold it, I've got a ceiling to shatter
Uprooting you fake bitches, leave you needin' stitches
You can't hide in the dead of night, I got inhuman vision
Stay with some supervision or you'll end up missin'
Don't fuck with me or you and death gon' be dancin' and kissin'
Drop dead (You niggas gonna—)
Drop dead (I'm gorgeous I'm—)
Drop-dead (You fell flat, you—)
Dropped dead
Drop dead (You niggas gonna—)
Drop dead (I'm gorgeous I'm—)
Drop dead (You fell flat, you—)
Dropped dead
Trick or Treat!