Right Foot Creep
(Who made this -?)
(TayTayMadeTheBeat)
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater (walking)
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you (make sure they don't see you)
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (let's go)
Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you
Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you
You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you
You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you
Put your mask on (mask on), yeah, they comin' out (they comin' out)
Soon as they close that door, we just gon' walk down (we gon' walk down)
They say we dead wrong (we dead wrong), 'cause we knocked him off (knocked him off)
But he who got caught lackin', tell that - that that's his fault
If we draw down, guns get let off
At all them clowns, including his spouse
Kept that blick inside my drawers every time I walked to Dalton
I worked for Tim and sold CD's, you throw a diss and you get tossed
Say you ain't catch that, cross my name up, ain't no talking (yeah)
If they had a bang-out at the store, from my papa window, I could see it sparkin'
But I ain't seen that since Jordan Dixon made some - some targets
Big 40, got that - on me in a stolo, - knowin' that it's retarded
I spit that - that cause a massacre at the party, believe that
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you (make sure they don't see you)
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him
Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you (pow, pow, pow)
Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you
When I jump out the back, I'ma hit it
I'ma aim with the strap at his fitted
Throwin' out the murder bags in my city
Play-by-play while I'm standin' on Billy
Dirty Drac', take the top off the Hemi'
Fully equipped it when we go on a mission
Take his face, I ain't showin' no pity
Closed case, tell them all good riddance
Zombieland where the dogs can scent it
Sprinter van and we all be in it
Catch him first, get a raw percentage
If you want, I put a coffin in it
I could get you one from inside my home
I just want to check the - out for attendance
Tell them - I say - 'em all
And I'ma - all you - (that's on your mama, -)
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (yeah)
Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you (pow, pow, pow)
Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you
(Who made this -?)
(TayTayMadeTheBeat)
(TayTayMadeTheBeat)
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater (walking)
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you (make sure they don't see you)
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (let's go)
Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you
Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you
You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you
You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you
Put your mask on (mask on), yeah, they comin' out (they comin' out)
Soon as they close that door, we just gon' walk down (we gon' walk down)
They say we dead wrong (we dead wrong), 'cause we knocked him off (knocked him off)
But he who got caught lackin', tell that - that that's his fault
If we draw down, guns get let off
At all them clowns, including his spouse
Kept that blick inside my drawers every time I walked to Dalton
I worked for Tim and sold CD's, you throw a diss and you get tossed
Say you ain't catch that, cross my name up, ain't no talking (yeah)
If they had a bang-out at the store, from my papa window, I could see it sparkin'
But I ain't seen that since Jordan Dixon made some - some targets
Big 40, got that - on me in a stolo, - knowin' that it's retarded
I spit that - that cause a massacre at the party, believe that
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you (make sure they don't see you)
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him
Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you (pow, pow, pow)
Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you
When I jump out the back, I'ma hit it
I'ma aim with the strap at his fitted
Throwin' out the murder bags in my city
Play-by-play while I'm standin' on Billy
Dirty Drac', take the top off the Hemi'
Fully equipped it when we go on a mission
Take his face, I ain't showin' no pity
Closed case, tell them all good riddance
Zombieland where the dogs can scent it
Sprinter van and we all be in it
Catch him first, get a raw percentage
If you want, I put a coffin in it
I could get you one from inside my home
I just want to check the - out for attendance
Tell them - I say - 'em all
And I'ma - all you - (that's on your mama, -)
I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (yeah)
Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you (pow, pow, pow)
Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you (pow, pow, pow)
You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you
(Who made this -?)
(TayTayMadeTheBeat)
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Tayvian Carter
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