Mount Creek
8 A.M I just whipped out a rental
Snowing crazy on the highway, going gentle
Zero degrees outside but I'm still puffing menthol
Now at the peak, I learned all my fundamentals
And it's all about the mental
We're the creatures of winter
Yeah it's all about the mental
It's brickenton outside, man can you shut the window
Rolling up loudies
Couple homies in the back they sound sleep
In New Jersey but don't know what town it is
We arrived at the mount creek
Took a lift
I'm at the peak
Sliding down
Down the hill
I can feel my heart beat
Feel the rush of adrenaline
Lotta snow
Lotta snow
Lotta snow
Ain't talking bout blow
Ain't talking bout blow
Ain't talking bout blow, uh
Triple play pass
Got 2 more rounds to go
Entertaining but this ain't no way a joke
Rolling up loudies
Subs be bumping
Loud beat
All my homies
South-East
Fuck a beef, we don't do no cow meat
Back to back to the peak
Sliding down the mount creek
Gliding out, mad speed
Bah bah back flip
Yeah, yeah
And it's all about the mental
We're the creatures of winter
And it's all about the mental
It's brickenton outside, man can you shut the window
Snowing crazy on the highway, going gentle
Zero degrees outside but I'm still puffing menthol
Now at the peak, I learned all my fundamentals
And it's all about the mental
We're the creatures of winter
Yeah it's all about the mental
It's brickenton outside, man can you shut the window
Rolling up loudies
Couple homies in the back they sound sleep
In New Jersey but don't know what town it is
We arrived at the mount creek
Took a lift
I'm at the peak
Sliding down
Down the hill
I can feel my heart beat
Feel the rush of adrenaline
Lotta snow
Lotta snow
Lotta snow
Ain't talking bout blow
Ain't talking bout blow
Ain't talking bout blow, uh
Triple play pass
Got 2 more rounds to go
Entertaining but this ain't no way a joke
Rolling up loudies
Subs be bumping
Loud beat
All my homies
South-East
Fuck a beef, we don't do no cow meat
Back to back to the peak
Sliding down the mount creek
Gliding out, mad speed
Bah bah back flip
Yeah, yeah
And it's all about the mental
We're the creatures of winter
And it's all about the mental
It's brickenton outside, man can you shut the window
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Gurung
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