Jeepers Creepers

Baby you know the deal
I'ma grip it and grab it
Hold it like it ain't real
All these rappers is biting
Tyson and hollyfield
All these rappers keep lying
Partna let's keep real
Oh that's how feel
Not me Never stuck in box
Insane When it come that bop
Usain When I'm pickin a loc
Fuck fame Is you wit it or not
Chain Gang 2 hots and Cot
Who lame Who Ready to ride
Gang Gang Niggas ready to die
Gang Gang Niggas ready to die

To a all niggas at hating
All the non believers
Love me in my face
But hating when they see us
Gucci on my jays
Bloody on sneakers
Keep killing shit all day
I feel like jeepers creepers

To a all niggas at hating
All the non believers
Love me in my face
But hating when they see us
Gucci on my jays
Bloody on sneakers
Killing shit all day
I feel like jeepers creepers

Gotta watch out where I go
Cus there be hat now
They asking where I go
How I get paid now
Wake up fuck your hoe
Now I be late now
Everything aint really what it seems
I don't trust these niggas and vaccine
Feel like papa with the spinach
Get the green
Shorty popping pills and off the bean
Hundred kay all in the pocket in my jeans
So what's the deal
I been putting in the work
Its feeling so surreal
Cant be fake baby
Don't even know the feel
Im counting blessing on blessing
Shorty you know its real
Baby you know the deal

To a all niggas at hating
All the non believers
Love me in my face
But hating when they see us
Gucci on my jays
Bloody on sneakers
Keep killing shit all day
I feel like jeepers creepers

To a all niggas at hating
All the non believers
Love me in my face
But hating when they see us
Gucci on my jays
Bloody on sneakers
Killing shit all day
I feel like jeepers creepers



Credits
Writer(s): Dante Carter
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