Kinga Halloween ft. Mattypooh & Rhyme Time Lyrics

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It's the pumpkin rapscallion

Kinga Halloween and I know what y'all are wondering

Tricks or Treats is the question running through your head

But that don't even mean a thing

Cuz I'm already super dead

I'm the Kinga Halloween

Every night I rule supreme

I'm the Kinga Halloween

Every night I rule supreme

Fist full of candy corn, grip keeps the candy warm

On Halloween, he's never missing candy, he's no Mandy Moore

Man, he poor, wearing the same costume as he's worn before

Reused spooky suit, trekking' til his rags are torn

Here it is, appearances won't stop him

He's hopping over these fences and benches

And knocking every single door with the resilience of the villain

Who's coming for the sequel

Give him a toothbrush and he's lighting the fecal

I keep it lit like a jack o lantern mobbin with misfits

1031 son we whippin up mischief

Hunnid Grand in my bag, I ain't talkin bout cash

Sugar crash, cuz I just can't ration the stash

I'm smashing gourds on my Billy Corgan

Scorin off porches with king size portions

I'm torqued off endorphins and Almond Joy

But whatchu sposed to be man? A rapper, doi

Pillow bag full of Mars Bars

Straight Mars Attackin'

If you're feeling super spooky I exude that reaction

Painted face, baseball cap, rocking Warriors apparel

Pick up the bat and then swing away, Merrill

I tried to throw this beat away but it came back on fire

Raise them torches higher 'cuz we can not retire 'till the beast is dead

I admit that was overly dramatic

But let's cut the chatter now fork over all your candy bags