[Intro]
Woah (Bitch)
N***a, my Glock green, my flag green
It's Glime Season
H-H-H-Hauntaholics, real Haunted Mound (Hahahahahahaha)
MoundRich, bitch

[Verse 1: CityBoy! & Sematary]
Y’all n***as so broke and I swear that I'm up
I'm with a lil' model, she feeling me up
I'm with a lil' model, she tasting my cup
Grave Man with me and he saying, "What's up?"
Haunted Mound, Glime Season we up (It's Glime Season)
Balenciaga say I'm doing too much
I take her on trips, it don't cost me too much
I'm in a black truck, it cost me too much
My diamonds from Hutch
This Hellcat too loud, I'm telling it, "Hush"
My gun and my cup are the things that I trust
I'm doing fraud, yeah, it give me a rush
I pour a four right into my Crush
I'm getting bread, yeah, that's all that I touch
Did an apple play at twelve, that's lunch
I look at my diamonds. they all doing stunts (Hahahahahahaha)
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm in New York and I'm smoking on Runtz (Gang, gang)
Just bought somе new Dunks and I think they the Skunks (Gravе Man)
And I got a few whips that I drive like I'm drunk (Skrrt)
Try what you want, got pump in the trunk
[Verse 2: Sematary]
Ride 'round with my Glime in that black Hummer truck
I'm noddin' off my anaesthesia
Laughin' at the world 'cause I don't give a fuck
Hahahahahahaha
(Hauntaholics, you bastard)
Shotgun on me like I'm Elmer Fudd
I'm doin' me, what the fuck have you done?
Chrome Hearts on my UGGs
Chrome Hearts in my lungs
My cutter tucked with a B.B. belt on
Love my bitch naked and covered in blood
Fuck a bitch that look like Elvira
Grave Man on drugs is the me that I love
Grabbin' my cutter and wipe off the blood
I'm high as fuck
Glime Season, Mound, you know how I rock (It's Glime Season)
'Cause unlike y'all, I do not switch up (MoundRich, bitch)
Glime Season, Mound, you know how I rock
Your biggest flex is that you knew us (M-M-M-MoundRich)
If it's up then it's up, then you know it's stuck
I'm Grave Man, bitch, I do not switch up (MoundRich, bitch)

[Chorus: Sematary]
Cry all you want, baby, I'ma do me
And I got a AK, it got a beam
Bitch, I'm at the show, I'm off a bean
Bitch, I'm with the Glime, you know that is my team (It's Glime Season)
And baby, you can cry but I'ma do me
You a little lamb, I can hear you scream
My cutter on me, bitch, like I'm Scream (Ah)
Baby, I'm just chillin', bitch, I'ma do me
[Verse 3: CityBoy! & Sematary]
Chrome heart on my eyes, yeah, I can see (MoundRich, bitch)
I'm buying every gun like it's Black Ops 3
Ice all on my wrist, yeah, I swear it's a spending spree
My car go fast as fuck (Skrrt, skrrt), wheels spinning, they the Forgis
I left my hoes up in the past, yeah, I swear they not for me
They wanna dress like me and gang, we call they ass some mini-mes
I'm at the show on triple Cs
Oh, that's your girl? She on her knees
Moncler on me just like I ski
(It's—, it's—, it's—, it's—, it's Glime Season)

[Chorus: Sematary]
Cry all you want, baby, I'ma do me
And I got a AK, it got a beam
Bitch, I'm at the show, I'm off a bean
Bitch, I'm with the Glime, you know that is my team (It's Glime Season)
And baby, you can cry but I'ma do me
You a little lamb, I can hear you scream
My cutter on me, bitch, like I'm Scream (Ah)
Baby, I'm just chillin', bitch, I'ma do me

[Outro]
N***a, my Glock green, my flag green
It's Glime Season (Hahahahahahaha)
3 AM Gang (Bitch)
Haunted Mound (Bitch)