PLEASURE E

See me creepin' through the woods at night, I'm haunted. Duck, duck, sunk, sunk the father's Empty his bringing back, that soul. This is why I rap about the nine down Low. Pull my up on you little niggas, This shit up slow. I can talk the way I'm talking, can walk the way I'm walking. And even if I'm slanging on my shoe, I Pull no losses. But you ain't hitting no players, Only pumping calories. don't you leave with this Shit that have my feet. On talk, I tell How it is, smoking quarter pounds of weed. Got Lil Paper on the track and it might Be the full cheese. See creepin' through the woods Night, I'm haunted. Duck, sunk, sunk the father's empty bringing back, Back that keep that bag wrapped in Mason. My scope on the heat aimed under my face. Come with heat, I'm 'bout to kill you on The flat of the bass. Get the picture of my baby girl, look how I'm dressed Fifty coming out of your pockets and Y'all nothing, yeah. Fifty, fifty coming out your pockets and y'all Nothing. Fifty coming out of your pockets and y'all Nothing, yeah. Shoving down all in the bag, You get your hands in body bag. Walking with my boys up in this, sun down. Die for what I believe in, even if it Means bleed cut my skin and I ain't even Feel it. I got a fossil my wrist that's Already diving in. A plenty head ass hoe that is on private, But I'ma- See me creepin' Through the woods at night, I'm Haunted. Duck, sunk, sunk the Father's Empty Pray his bringing back, back