Creepin'
Scrolling through the gram, it ain't tell you nothing bout me
I just been a product of the shit that's been around me
Shawty want a fit, she want the drip, she want the dousing
Well, that's just the how it seems
Shit, without the crew, I wouldn't be nothing like I'm Goldlink
Faiyaz in the booth, just know I'm giving you the whole thing
Imma tell the truth up in the music while you post things
But like with most things
I done finished two steps ahead
Y'all been too stressed 'bout this and that
Done left that in the past, we can't talk about it
Fuck around and cop a new dash, it need some muscle bout it
Shawty said I move on too fast, that we could work it out and she don't wanna let go
Only gave her reasons like "I said so"
So if I catch her creeping on the d-low
Then she gon' have to throw it back, that's why I'm wearing retros
And I ain't saying no to that, just know I mean it less so
Scrolling through the gram, "baby, tell me how you found me"
I just won a lotta bit, so y'all can keep from round me
Shawty on a trip, ain't nothing quick, she on a Oddysey
Something you ought to see
Trips out Tulum, bought a plane ticket
Something that she can't afford to lose: All the page visits
She could go and find something real like it's just something to do
I could die on this hill but they might build a tomb on it You want it?
A weekend wylin' and she in Miami-Dade and
The scholarship she got ain't got no paperwork
Really got to will yourself, that's if you wanna chase it
The bag is the for the taking, you taking it?
Take it from me: act like you had it from the jump
I done turned too many rappers to fanatics where I'm from
I done seen 'em quit they jobs and eat a beat up for they they lunch
That's why they starving, it make for easy cleanup when I'm done
Scrolling through the gram, it ain't tell you nothing bout me
I just been a product of the shit that's been around me
Shawty want a fit, she want the drip, she want the dousing
Well, that's just the how it seems
Shit, without the crew, I wouldn't be nothing like I'm Goldlink
Faiyaz in the booth, just know I'm giving you the whole thing
Imma tell the truth up in the music while you post things
But like with most things
I just been a product of the shit that's been around me
Shawty want a fit, she want the drip, she want the dousing
Well, that's just the how it seems
Shit, without the crew, I wouldn't be nothing like I'm Goldlink
Faiyaz in the booth, just know I'm giving you the whole thing
Imma tell the truth up in the music while you post things
But like with most things
I done finished two steps ahead
Y'all been too stressed 'bout this and that
Done left that in the past, we can't talk about it
Fuck around and cop a new dash, it need some muscle bout it
Shawty said I move on too fast, that we could work it out and she don't wanna let go
Only gave her reasons like "I said so"
So if I catch her creeping on the d-low
Then she gon' have to throw it back, that's why I'm wearing retros
And I ain't saying no to that, just know I mean it less so
Scrolling through the gram, "baby, tell me how you found me"
I just won a lotta bit, so y'all can keep from round me
Shawty on a trip, ain't nothing quick, she on a Oddysey
Something you ought to see
Trips out Tulum, bought a plane ticket
Something that she can't afford to lose: All the page visits
She could go and find something real like it's just something to do
I could die on this hill but they might build a tomb on it You want it?
A weekend wylin' and she in Miami-Dade and
The scholarship she got ain't got no paperwork
Really got to will yourself, that's if you wanna chase it
The bag is the for the taking, you taking it?
Take it from me: act like you had it from the jump
I done turned too many rappers to fanatics where I'm from
I done seen 'em quit they jobs and eat a beat up for they they lunch
That's why they starving, it make for easy cleanup when I'm done
Scrolling through the gram, it ain't tell you nothing bout me
I just been a product of the shit that's been around me
Shawty want a fit, she want the drip, she want the dousing
Well, that's just the how it seems
Shit, without the crew, I wouldn't be nothing like I'm Goldlink
Faiyaz in the booth, just know I'm giving you the whole thing
Imma tell the truth up in the music while you post things
But like with most things
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Quintana
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