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GHOST BUSTER
Hip-Hop/Rap
GHOST BUSTER was released on August 31, 2025 by Void Works as a part of the album AFTERMATH
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Release DateAugust 31, 2025
LabelVoid Works
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM114

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LtGhxst
LtGhxst
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Carter
Gabriel Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LtGhxst
LtGhxst
Producer

Lyrics

How you call yourself the ghost buster?
The only thing you're busting is a nut right under your covers
I went there, but no, I'm not here to play fair
This music shit been in me since I was aware
And I been on my grind, ain't no time to compare
Going up, first I gotta stomp the sand
No bitches on your lap 'cause they all over here
You ain't built like me, boy, just look in the mirror
I'm climbing to the top, you stuck up in the rearview, clearer
Marione, whatever the fuck your name is
You begged for attention, then cried when I gave it
Thought you had next? But you just her rebound
She curved you quick, and you lost up in the deep down
You tried to step up, but couldn't make a sound
Now you're stuck in the same spot, just spinning around
You ain't built for this, you just slipping, you bound
To fade into nothing, lost and never found
You ain't built for this, why you act so tough?
Breathin' heavy, boy, the mic gave up
I don't even need to diss, your life did enough
Step to me? Your luck ran up
You ain't a threat, just a joke with a glitch
A grown-ass man, but you cry like a bitch
Call it what you want, I don't care, not a bit
Last thing I'd do is waste words right on a simp
(squirrels in my pants)
Frame like wood, but you soft like butter
How you 6'4" with all that blubber?
Tryna act tough, but you ain't got that muscle
Big talk, no action, you just flexin' for nothing
Getting mad 'cause my bitch look better than yours
But you lost in the sauce, tryna eat the course
Of course, you lack music sense and you bored
You came at me years ago and I ignored
Started producing, I'm making some noise
This music shit is easy, but you couldn't score
Tell me 'bout it—is that just your ego, or is it your lore?
I've been contemplating what I wanna go towards
Stumbling up in the room, geeking off the board
'Cause the shit you played was ass, and I started to snore
Even if I gave the magic touch, you'd fuck it up and fall through the floor
And that's because you're fat, you're breaking the boards, uh
C'mon, LT, why'd you have to kill him like that?
It's a new year, and I'm coming for necks
Every L I've taken, I'm turning to checks
Put your lips to the phone and say your regrets
The beef is all mine, I'm not taking any questions
But I got one left...
How you call yourself the ghost buster?
The only thing you're busting is a nut right under your covers
Written by: Gabriel Carter
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