Creep At Night
Run Up In Yo Shit
My N*ggas Creepin At Night
F*ck Bout Ya Bih
F*ck Bout A H*e She Get Piped
Walk Down With That Stick
No We Is Not Playin Nice
Me N My N*ggas Pull Up With That Stick
Boy You Better Stay Yo Ass Inside
I Heard These Boys Want The Smoke
Waitin On The Lo N*gga Drop It
Im In The Cut Ready To Blow
Run Up On Yo Ass With That Chopstick
We Drop His Luh Ass To The Floor
Like Luh N*gga Empty Yo Pockets
Now He Wanna Act Like A H*e
Wassup Wit That Sh*t You Was Talkin?
I'm In The Honda With Like 3 Luh Sluts
2 In The Front & 1 Finna Make Me Nut
Just Met Her Last Week Yeah This Luh Hoe She
Ew
I Told That H*e That She Nasty
She All On My D*ck Eat It Up
I'm Breakin' The Rules I'm Not Classy
Luh N*gga I Don't Give A F*ck
& I Be That Boy If You Ask Me
Young Nomaly I'm One Of One
Count Up My Racks, I Count Up For Fun
I'm Gone Off The Gas, A Gram In My Blunt
Run Up In Yo Shit
My N*ggas Creepin At Night
F*ck Bout Ya Bih
F*ck Bout A H*e She Get Piped
Walk Down With That Stick
No We Is Not Playin Nice
Me N My N*ggas Pull Up With That Stick
Boy You Better Stay Yo Ass Inside
I Heard These Boys Want The Smoke
Waitin On The Lo N*gga Drop It
Im In The Cut Ready To Blow
Run Up On Yo Ass With That Chopstick
We Drop His Luh Ass To The Floor
Like Luh N*gga Empty Yo Pockets
Now He Wanna Act Like A H*e
Wassup Wit That Sh*t You Was Talkin?
My N*ggas Creepin At Night
F*ck Bout Ya Bih
F*ck Bout A H*e She Get Piped
Walk Down With That Stick
No We Is Not Playin Nice
Me N My N*ggas Pull Up With That Stick
Boy You Better Stay Yo Ass Inside
I Heard These Boys Want The Smoke
Waitin On The Lo N*gga Drop It
Im In The Cut Ready To Blow
Run Up On Yo Ass With That Chopstick
We Drop His Luh Ass To The Floor
Like Luh N*gga Empty Yo Pockets
Now He Wanna Act Like A H*e
Wassup Wit That Sh*t You Was Talkin?
I'm In The Honda With Like 3 Luh Sluts
2 In The Front & 1 Finna Make Me Nut
Just Met Her Last Week Yeah This Luh Hoe She
Ew
I Told That H*e That She Nasty
She All On My D*ck Eat It Up
I'm Breakin' The Rules I'm Not Classy
Luh N*gga I Don't Give A F*ck
& I Be That Boy If You Ask Me
Young Nomaly I'm One Of One
Count Up My Racks, I Count Up For Fun
I'm Gone Off The Gas, A Gram In My Blunt
Run Up In Yo Shit
My N*ggas Creepin At Night
F*ck Bout Ya Bih
F*ck Bout A H*e She Get Piped
Walk Down With That Stick
No We Is Not Playin Nice
Me N My N*ggas Pull Up With That Stick
Boy You Better Stay Yo Ass Inside
I Heard These Boys Want The Smoke
Waitin On The Lo N*gga Drop It
Im In The Cut Ready To Blow
Run Up On Yo Ass With That Chopstick
We Drop His Luh Ass To The Floor
Like Luh N*gga Empty Yo Pockets
Now He Wanna Act Like A H*e
Wassup Wit That Sh*t You Was Talkin?
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