don’t look in the garden

Lyrics

[Intro] (Oh, shit) [Verse 1] I can't let the police through my door I just need a minute, take that body off the floor This shit get so hectic, I can't do this anymore Body, weapon, weapon, body, weapon, my décor Don't get this shit twisted, I'm still cleaner than before [Chorus] D-don't look in the garden I'on know what's gotten into me, but I'm still stalking, creeping, plotting All these bodies rotten Make 'em go to sleep, sleep forever, stay forgotten, —gotten (—Gotten) D-don't look in the garden I'on know what's gotten into me, but I'm still stalking, creeping, plotting All these bodies rotten Make 'em go to sleep, sleep forever, stay forgotten, —gotten [Verse 2] (tihs ,hO) I know some white boys that got ties with the police I can drop like twelve bodies, act like they don't know me But I don't talk to the police, fuck that, they whole team I'ma keep my mouth shut 'fore some boy in blue try to ho me I know that he talk, he is not me I'ma fuck around and just pull up with that Tommy Yeah, I need like three white bitches on me, them hoes so naughty I can't trust no ho with my life, she ain't got me, g-got me [Chorus] D-don't look in the garden I'on know what's gotten into me, but I'm still stalking, creeping, plotting All these bodies rotten Make 'em go to sleep, sleep forever, stay forgotten, —gotten (—Gotten) D-don't look in the garden I'on know what's gotten into me, but I'm still stalking, creeping, plotting All these bodies rotten Make 'em go to sleep, sleep forever, stay forgotten, —gotten [Verse 3] (tihs) Big boss, top floor, fuck up, you get shot, ho Bitch, I been had that rocket on me like I'm Rondo Number (N)ine, that boy follow trends until his numbers die I might pull up in his fucking crib, like, "Bitch, who wanna die?" [Outro] D-don't look in the garden (I love you, funeral) I'on know what's gotten into me, but I'm still stalking, creeping, plotting All these bodies rotten (Oh, shit) Make 'em go to sleep, sleep forever, stay forgotten, —gotten