Oh, so you're not gonna stream Savage Gasp? Well, that's not very Haunted House of you, no, is it? I've been seeing ghosts of my friends Like, you ex-motherfucker, get a grip Like, how am I supposed to pretend That they're not the only thing I've got left? I've been seeing ghosts of my friends Like, you ex-motherfucker, get a grip Like, how am I supposed to pretend That they're not the only thing I've got left? I've been seeing ghosts of my friends Like, you ex-motherfucker, get a grip Should I listen to the voice in my head Like, what do you think about me in the end? Like, do you ever think What the fuck would happen if I died tonight? Who would really lose their mind And who gon' fake a cry tonight? Who's gonna get fucked up when shit get rough And who's gon' pounce like, Bro, I wish I would've known What you was going through, you lied to me Boy, you gettin' a high, friend Hope I make you lie awake Haunted House, a lot of scary thoughts That live inside of me Crawlin' through your mind today Let's do this the violent way You gon' shake your door, man Shout my fucking bro, it's part of the game How your motherfuckers tryna be like me? Bitch, shut the fuck up, cause you're not But you have to get to me You wanna feed your pussy But you really wanna get that free You don't really wanna be what I be When the beat needs to be the same And I'm creepin', I'm watchin' you flee I don't know life off my teeth When I'm back with a backpack Sittin' with a black hat You don't really wanna stand When I grab that Mac, flow cool Motherfucker, where the bag at? Never wanna be the one to rock, bitch That's why I just started, no man Can he rap that? Pussy motherfucker really wanna fuck I'm bout to put him in the back Bitch, I'm back with a sad black Red splinter, moist like winter Based up, knockin' out your teeth like splinters Who do you think about me when I pull up in a hobby? Who do you think about me when it's all distant? Damn gasp, I don't think they get it Like this bag of trees is mine to keep No way in hell I split it Lie and say you care about me If you had the chance, you'd help me I'll pretend until the end But no, you fucks can't live without me Listen, bitch, just face it But for me, you're way too basic That boy's face, get mutilated If you wanna test my patience Welcome to the slaughter Round here, everyone's a monster In disguise, feeding lies Till it's your blood in the water, yeah I've been seein' ghosts of my fans Like you next, motherfucker, get a grip Like, how am I supposed to pretend It ain't not the only thing I have left I've been seein' ghosts of my fans Like you next, motherfucker, get a grip Should I listen to the voice in my head Like, will you think about me in the end?