CREEPIN
I can't stand a stupid bitch that talk a lot
I just rub my hands together when I plot
Niggas lukewarm well bitch I'm hot
I don't gang bang but I don't call the cops
I just handle problems watching bodies drop
Mathematician smell the carcass as it rots
Now I gotta wipe the mess up with a mop
Will he make it to the gates? Well probably not
Dirty lil jit but he clean
Hop out the scene
Ain't no telling what he doing
Ain't gotta flex Ima fiend
Bitch can I get a free hit
I just love the thrill when I'm booted
I could see what's up without the hush
The millies and the thirties I'm falling back into fuck shit
Why? Niggas done told me to never touch shit
I've been losing faith in myself since I was a young jit, ay
Ay ay look
40 on my belly you know I'ma bust that
Shawty stupid thick you know I'ma fuck that
Ride the pussy you won't get your fucks back
Say you touching me you know you won't touch that
4 5 on my hip like a cowboy
Hoes all around wanna get tossed around
When I roll up and lounge in the back in the crown vic
Florida boy do my dance
Shaking my
Fuck that, nine millimeter on me when I bust that
Fuck that, six rounds hit your hubcaps
Pouya told me chill but I really want to bust back
Fuck that we gone turn it to a blood bath
High off the medicine
Gone off the sedatives
Living this life is a psycho repetitive
Feel like a psycho disturbing the residence
In love with the violence
In love with the ignorance
I just rub my hands together when I plot
Niggas lukewarm well bitch I'm hot
I don't gang bang but I don't call the cops
I just handle problems watching bodies drop
Mathematician smell the carcass as it rots
Now I gotta wipe the mess up with a mop
Will he make it to the gates? Well probably not
Dirty lil jit but he clean
Hop out the scene
Ain't no telling what he doing
Ain't gotta flex Ima fiend
Bitch can I get a free hit
I just love the thrill when I'm booted
I could see what's up without the hush
The millies and the thirties I'm falling back into fuck shit
Why? Niggas done told me to never touch shit
I've been losing faith in myself since I was a young jit, ay
Ay ay look
40 on my belly you know I'ma bust that
Shawty stupid thick you know I'ma fuck that
Ride the pussy you won't get your fucks back
Say you touching me you know you won't touch that
4 5 on my hip like a cowboy
Hoes all around wanna get tossed around
When I roll up and lounge in the back in the crown vic
Florida boy do my dance
Shaking my
Fuck that, nine millimeter on me when I bust that
Fuck that, six rounds hit your hubcaps
Pouya told me chill but I really want to bust back
Fuck that we gone turn it to a blood bath
High off the medicine
Gone off the sedatives
Living this life is a psycho repetitive
Feel like a psycho disturbing the residence
In love with the violence
In love with the ignorance
Credits
Writer(s): Jessé Mendes, Jonathan Mccray, Kevin Pouya, Matthew Maradiaga
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