CREEPIN

We creepin' from straight out the gate
I know that these niggas is fake
Ask Joey 3 we be moving the weight
Fuck 12 but he creep on the late
Once you cross me you can't cross back, you lost that
I'm drippin, it's more than a faucet
Ask Cardi B I be moving the work and it's offset
We creepin' from straight out the gate
I know that these niggas is fake
Ask Joey 3 we be moving the weight
Fuck 12 but he creep on the late
Once you cross me you can't cross back, you lost that
I'm drippin, it's more than a faucet
Ask Cardi B I be moving the work and it's offset

My heater it cook you like takeout
Heard you got work then we stake out
Hunnits they sit in the safe now
Surf and turf smoke to the face now
Call up my sniper, he shooting from deep range
Big dawg, pussy I peep things
Smokin' on gas with ya boo thing
Saying she wanna try new things
Run up on gang you get popped like a crush
10 toes stay solid, gang on a hush
Sending my hittas, they blitzing, they rush
Try to keep up and get left in the dust
Damage the booth, yeah I knock off the rust
Plug he just called and he coming in clutch
Stay with some niggas who don't give a fuck
Your goonies is rushing, send bullets like Luck
New year and I'm showin' out fully
Roll gas, bro pass me the cookie
Wartime got the gun in the hoodie
Rappers sweet, gang turn to a bully
Work tucked if the cops try pull me
Tighten up, cause the feds try to fool me
100 shot and it's blasting out fully
4 pound, bro stay with the toolie

We creepin' from straight out the gate
I know that these niggas is fake
Ask Joey 3 we be moving the weight
Fuck 12 but he creep on the late
Once you cross me you can't cross back, you lost that
I'm drippin, it's more than a faucet
Ask Cardi B I be moving the work and it's offset
We creepin' from straight out the gate
I know that these niggas is fake
Ask Joey 3 we be moving the weight
Fuck 12 but he creep on the late
Once you cross me you can't cross back, you lost that
I'm drippin, it's more than a faucet
Ask Cardi B I be moving the work and it's offset

We chasing money so BRB
We set up shop in Airbnb's
We got 40's and .223's
You feeling frisky, you can come and see
I got money in my dungarees
Fuck with me, I was broke and I was hungry
Luckily, I stayed down now niggas stuck with me
I stayed down now niggas fuck with me
I been stacking all these bands though
Trapping, trapping, trapping out the bando
Pulling strings like a banjo
We ain't running outta ammo
Brodie smoke him like a eighth
Now his soul in outer space
I been going MIA
Hey, I'm so sorry the wait
Gun him down, turn that boy to a zombie
Flee the scene, then skirt off in a Johnny
Fuck peace, niggas acting like Gandhi
Loud pack he get smoked like biscotti
I'm that nigga you don't have to remind me
Trap star, put the work on a dolly
Bad bitch, she get high off the molly
Popping bands, like a nigga at Follies

We creepin' from straight out the gate
I know that these niggas is fake
Ask Joey 3 we be moving the weight
Fuck 12 but he creep on the late
Once you cross me you can't cross back, you lost that
I'm drippin, it's more than a faucet
Ask Cardi B I be moving the work and it's offset
We creepin' from straight out the gate
I know that these niggas is fake
Ask Joey 3 we be moving the weight
Fuck 12 but he creep on the late
Once you cross me you can't cross back, you lost that
I'm drippin, it's more than a faucet
Ask Cardi B I be moving the work and it's offset



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Writer(s): Daniel John Murphy
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