Creep 2 Lyrics

Creep 1 nigga, creep 2, creep 2

Yeah this that creep 2 shit nigga, know what the fuck going on, I'm fin to go dumb

Ayy, ayy, look

Aye, I'm packing that pole, I'm packing that gat, pull up with a brand new strap

Run down, imma creep in the back pull up, I'ma catch me a hat

I'm on the block and I got me a tool

A nigga finna dip, I don't like school

You up in the back tryna be a fool

I get my money up, don't follow rules yeah, this that creep 2

When I'm on the block nigga, give me your food

Laugh at a nigga, I know you a fool ha, you soft, I already knew

Pull up on the block, like what you gon' do

Might put a bitch on the local news

My flow hard nigga, yo shit poo nigga my bad, for coming for you

Yeah, I'm on this creep 2

Creep in the back door nigga, boo nigga

I'm dead, nigga really said boo that shit not funny, we coming for you

Might shoot me a free throw, finna hoop

Might pull up with the Glock in my suit

And nah, that shit really not new I did it before, you ain't have a clue

Yeah, let that motherfucker through

Better put your hands up, imma shoot

Too bad nigga, you too late I was finna shoot your ass anyway

Freestyle on the beat, do it any day

Yeah, it's a parade in my city aye,

Nigga don't got shit to say creep up, you can die any day

Yeah, nigga I'm finna come now

Pull up with a beam nigga, pow pow

Creep up, not one but two I might go for the three, who knew

But damn nigga, my shit really cool

Might cough on a nigga like I got the flu

Yeah, they say I'm rapping too good for you

Yeah, they want me to chill, I'm really a fool