Creepshow
217 Popped in the hood 187
Not gonna make it to heaven
Poppin' these pills to deal with all this aggression (Aggression)
Show up dressed in all black
To give my sins to to to the reverend (Reverend)
Not forgiving me for being a felon
Chillin by myself fuck this depression
Won't see me in the day
Night owl watch out for these
Creepy creepy crawlers
I'm always flawless sounding so selfish
All you care about is yourself
Uh got the bars to back it
She gon' let me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh the ladies smooch-in
Alright now y'all see how we do it
We banging
Keep showin' out this what I'm all about
Her friend is such a hottie
With a sexy body
Pretty face big ole booty
Best rapper in the game Lil' Tunechi (Tunechi)
Sound is soothin'
Back with another get to movin'
Let em' bang here me shootin' (Shootin')
Yeah
Creepy creepy crawlers
I'm always flawless sounding so selfish
All you care about is yourself
But it got me to the wealth (Wealthy)
So high can't reach
Me on the top shelf
Yeah uh
217 Popped in the hood 187
Not gonna make it to heaven
Poppin' these pills to deal with this aggression (Aggression)
Show up dressed in all black
To give my sins to to to the reverend (Reverend)
Not forgiving me for being a felon
Chillin by myself fuck this depression
Yeah uh
Creepy creepy crawlers
Not gonna make it to heaven
Poppin' these pills to deal with all this aggression (Aggression)
Show up dressed in all black
To give my sins to to to the reverend (Reverend)
Not forgiving me for being a felon
Chillin by myself fuck this depression
Won't see me in the day
Night owl watch out for these
Creepy creepy crawlers
I'm always flawless sounding so selfish
All you care about is yourself
Uh got the bars to back it
She gon' let me tap it
217 To the 511
Send my ass to heaven
Back with the reverend
We ain't talk-in 7th heaven
Really flowin' really goin' got you groovin'
Uh the ladies smooch-in
Alright now y'all see how we do it
We banging
Keep showin' out this what I'm all about
Her friend is such a hottie
With a sexy body
Pretty face big ole booty
Best rapper in the game Lil' Tunechi (Tunechi)
Sound is soothin'
Back with another get to movin'
Let em' bang here me shootin' (Shootin')
Yeah
Creepy creepy crawlers
I'm always flawless sounding so selfish
All you care about is yourself
But it got me to the wealth (Wealthy)
So high can't reach
Me on the top shelf
Yeah uh
217 Popped in the hood 187
Not gonna make it to heaven
Poppin' these pills to deal with this aggression (Aggression)
Show up dressed in all black
To give my sins to to to the reverend (Reverend)
Not forgiving me for being a felon
Chillin by myself fuck this depression
Yeah uh
Creepy creepy crawlers
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Writer(s): Michael Conover
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