This is a 4 AM ridin' through the black night Haunted Mound exclusive (Catch me on the block, boolin' in the field) Hauntaholics, you bastards Yo, if you don't fuck with the Haunted Mound, well then, you're just a bitch-ass buster Yeah, yeah, yeah (MoundRich season, ho) Catch me on the block, boolin' in the field Niggas, they for fake, I do this shit for real Goin' state to state, nigga, what's the deal? Quit looking at my plate, I'll eat the whole meal And my bro won't get the pint if it ain't sealed Shawty, get away from me, no, I don't do pills If my brother hit that jam, then he won't squeal Going hard in the paint like I'm Shaquille O'Neal (yeah, yeah) Gang spend his whole check tryna look like me You bitches do this for fake, this is the real me Mask on like Lifelover, never know me I'ma catch yo ass lacking, put you on LiveLeak Baby, I'm a Grim Reaper wearing Realtree Tote a sniper rifle, MAC-10, M16 Goofy probably tryna record me if he see me That's some found footage, last thing he ever see Yeah, she start recording me, I told the bitch to stop Kept recording me, I told the bitch she wock' Then this bitch asked for some blow, yeah, she lost her top Do I look like I do blow? Go and kick rocks (MoundRich) Shorty, kick rocks Keep the. 40 popper, I don't kick-box God told me in my dream I had to get guap I don't believe in God, I think that shit wock' See, I don't fuck with God, he's my fucking opp If you don't believe in me, homie, you a opp Bitch, I walk behind the stalks, totin' on the yopp' The yopp' go: Grrah-grrah, blow it at your top I got the same phone number, still off them yoppers Geekin' off them yoppers I'm a Grim Reaper, totin' on a yoppa Make it go: Grrah-grrah-grrah You know how we rockin' Got cut-off stockings, yoppers in my pockets My boots are Rock and my jeans are Robins I got a Breitling for the timer (Grave Man) Catch me on the block, boolin' in the field Niggas, they for fake, I do this shit for real Goin' to state to state, nigga, what's the deal? Quit looking at my plate, I'll eat the whole meal And my bro won't get the pint if it ain't sealed Shawty, get away from me, no, I don't do pills If my brother hit that jam, then he won't squeal Goin' hard in the paint like I'm Shaquille O'Neal Yeah (MoundRich season, ho), yeah, yeah (H-H-H-Hauntaholics)