Plague Doctor Mask lyrics

[Verse 1: Ghostemane]
Look 'em in the face say rest in peace
Blood on ya mouth and ya spittin out teeth
Now you tryna be tight when you used to wanna to beef
If you ain't gon fess muhf*cka don't speak
Gotta whole lotta ex-teammates I'ma cremate
Stompin and p*ssin and spittin all over yo remains
I'm a dirty young Kreep
f*cked in the brain and I'm in ya back seat
Don't give a motherf*ck what they say about me
Weak ass b*tch, livin' on IG
Suck another rapper di*k like a real wannabe
You should get a life of your own maybe
See I'm really on some other sh*t hoe don't twist
Everybody thinkin' they can spit like this
Put em all in a coffin and ima bout to hit the nail on the head
And bury these Motherf*ckers in they own sh*t

[Chorus: Ghostemane & Tommy Wright III]
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
[Verse 2: Ghostemane]
Groundin myself with my own 2 feet down on the Flo
See the dirt in between all my toes
Thinkin bout sh*t that I know that I shouldn't be thinkin about
But it come and it go
Should I be doin more with the gift that I was given
By Buddha and all his disciples
Some of the time I be thinkin so much
That it lead me to biting the tip of my rifle
But I really gotta say, that at the end of the day
When I got my Henny or Corona, and kick back
And think back, f*ck, I wouldn't change a thang
And I'm a lucky mothaf*cka with alot on my plate
And now I'm in the game, we shoot the sh*t about the same thing
Cause Schema-da-posse puttin' on for my name
And when I look around, the underground
sh*ts the same, maybe one day, you'll think outside the box

[Chorus: Ghostemane & Tommy Wright III]
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down-low
Creeping while you sleeping
Trick or treating with my lights low
Put em in a hole in the ground