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[Hook]
Camo everything 'cus I'm always on a hunt, bitch
Pull up to Three Oaks, crossbow in the trunk, bitch
Creepin', I'm creepin', I'm creepin', you won't hear shit
Creepin', I'm creepin' into my stand then I sit
Camo everything 'cus I'm always on a hunt, bitch
Pull up to Three Oaks, crossbow in the trunk, bitch
Creepin', I'm creepin', I'm creepin', you won't hear shit
Creepin', I'm creepin', into my stand then I sit
[Bridge]
Sit and wait, don't move, don't shake
You make one flinch, you prey gon' break
I cut you up, make you the bait
I sat up in that bitch for days
[Verse]
Scoping' out of my zone like a sniper
So when I see that bitch I'm gonna strike 'em like a viper
Gut that bitch, skin that bitch, throw him on a icer'
Wait a couple days then I'm breaking out the slicer
You a bitch, I pulled up and you was creepin' in my sticks
I took my shoot, on the blood, follow prints
I found the body in the mud, like a diamond in the rough
I'ma drag it out the mud, bare fists
Camo everything 'cus I'm always on a hunt, bitch
Pull up to Three Oaks, crossbow in the trunk, bitch
Creepin', I'm creepin', I'm creepin', you won't hear shit
Creepin', I'm creepin' into my stand then I sit
Camo everything 'cus I'm always on a hunt, bitch
Pull up to Three Oaks, crossbow in the trunk, bitch
Creepin', I'm creepin', I'm creepin', you won't hear shit
Creepin', I'm creepin', into my stand then I sit
[Bridge]
Sit and wait, don't move, don't shake
You make one flinch, you prey gon' break
I cut you up, make you the bait
I sat up in that bitch for days
[Verse]
Scoping' out of my zone like a sniper
So when I see that bitch I'm gonna strike 'em like a viper
Gut that bitch, skin that bitch, throw him on a icer'
Wait a couple days then I'm breaking out the slicer
You a bitch, I pulled up and you was creepin' in my sticks
I took my shoot, on the blood, follow prints
I found the body in the mud, like a diamond in the rough
I'ma drag it out the mud, bare fists
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