Gravedigger

(Aye) (I'm with the-) (I- I- I'm with the-) (I'm with the gang) (gang) (Aye) (Aye) (Aye) (I'm with the- I'm with the-) I'm with the gang (blegh!) Leaving 'em gully, he break down (yeah) We turn 'em haunted, he scarred in the skully His skeleton glass when it breaks Forty been uppin' it, open up See 'em, I run up He falling right into his grave now Bitch I'm the gravedigger Watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo' face Face it, I come out the cold Haunted from head to the toe Forty been talkin to ghosts (gho-) Pullup his whereabouts Hollows gon' make 'em erode now Skully got hundreds of holes They ain't notice nothin', we makin' no sound Cemetery, Forty talk with the crows Hop out the coffin, I came from the slaughter Got pain, I'mma shatter yo' so- so- soul Don't get too close Aim at your chin, leave a lump in your throat Break in the castle, I'm takin your throne I keep a Glock on me, came up from poverty Walking with confidence, stay decomposed Hop out my coffin, I resurrect slowly Look in my eyes, see the black in my soul Bottomless severance, never been lonely Fuck with nobody, I pull up alone I'm at his home with the Glocky out Bro want the smoke with me, giving 'em cottonmouth I'm on the block and I'm poppin' out Catch 'em in traffic, we not gonna talk it out Motherfucker wanna talk heavy Hit 'em with the heater, now he soft as ice Bloodsucker, I been coffin ready Like the undead, I ain't scared to die Gun to your head Glock with a beam, I don't bust at your legs Forty a demon, I talk with the dead Skeleton boy, send my opps to me next Bitch I'm a threat Forty the best Shot if he gully, get popped like some meds Knocking his skully, he scarred like a vet Snatching his soul, leave the body a mess Piss on your grave I'm gon' (eyugh!) Knocking 'em out like Suboxone I'm with the dogs, see the pack, I'm gon' air it out Block looking haunted, an angel but fallen I pull up on 'em, put 'em in they collar See the the opps rollin', I got heaters on me I'm gon' end it slowly if he wanna talk Fifty on me, I'm gon' pop it off And I got targets dropping, I could send a shot (sho- sho- shot) Forty catchin' bodies, keep the Glock on my hip Motherfucker talking stupid, he got popped in his shit Your wig split, crack and bodies, I leave blood in they spit I keep that razor wire tucked, I wrap the bat, make 'em flip flop Your clique soft, pussy, y'all ain't shit, get your bitch shot Hands up in his pocket, trade his soul for his wristwatch And I don't fuck with witnesses, they stories all crisscrossed I grip Glocks, pull up, spin the block like a pit stop (I'm with the-) I'm with the gang (eyugh!) Leaving 'em gully, he break down (yeah) We turn 'em haunted, he scarred in the skully His skeleton glass when it breaks Forty been uppin' it, open up See 'em, I run up He falling right into his grave now Bitch I'm the gravedigger Watch your body decay, put the Glock to yo' face (yeah, yeah)