Creep Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, creep out on your block with a mothafucka choppin' an A.R.P

I got too many sticks in the back, shoot that nigga, I stay with that heat

Up the score like the motherfuckin' Warriors, my nigga, we takin' a team, yeah

I got a Glock with a switch and I keep me a beam (yeah)

I'm up in your ho, like a charger to an outlet

I got niggas in the back , they countin' that green, they countin' that shit by a thousands

Lil' nigga say he gettin' more money than Lil' Pate, boy, I a motherfuckin' doubt it , yeah

I'm in this bitch, niggas, they go to your block and they motherfuckin' scout it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Nigga, he sayin' he bout it, yeah

Come in your motherfuckin' block with a semi, that bitch, we lettin' him have it, yeah

I got too many motherfuckin' Glocks and too many Ratchets, yeah

Fuck niggas play with this shit and we givin' em static, yeah

Em static, yeah, we givin' em static, we shoot that nigga with the semi, yeah

I'm in the first class, yeah, with a badass bitch, we sippin' on motherfuckin' Henny, yeah

Whippin' that G6-5, all black, yeah, the window's tinted, yeah

Nigga, he think he hard, nigga, yo shit just rented', (yeah)

I got a bust-down AP Rollie on my wrist, (yeah)

I got a badass bitch, she wanna go fuck and sip on Trish, (sip on Trish, yeah)

Sippin' on that Wochart, yeah, fucked up on your bitch

She so sweet, like a Pop-Tart, yeah

Finna go rock at the show, yeah, servin' the bags for the low, yeah

My money long like Pinocchio's nose, fuck nigga playin', I'm upping the sco, yeah

Me and JT rockin designer that nigga, he keep 'em a Rollie , pull my Glock out with my left hand, shoot that nigga, I feel like Ginobili , yeah

Shot that nigga like eight times, 24 rounds, feel like I'm Kobe

I'm in the Stu with a motherfucker Draco, I'm in this bitch, I feel like I'm Tony, yeah

I'm in her pussy, stirring up like its macaroni in the pot, sippin' on drank

I got a badass bitch, she foreign as hell, that bitch be toting my thang, (be toting my thang)

Finna go lay that chopper sang, let that chopper hit his brain

Ima get on your hoe, like Beyonce, make her say my name, yeah

What the fuck that nigga, talkin' about he a bust like Danny Granger

Me and my niggas be pullin' them chops out different colors like Power Rangers, yeah

Creep out on your block with a motherfucker chop an A.R.P

I got so many motherfucker shooters, nigga we shootin' shit up like the heat, yeah

Upping the sco like the motherfuckin' Warriors

My nigga, nigga we takin' the team, yeah, yeah

I got a Glock with a switch and I keep me a bitch, yeah, bitch!

Y'all Know what the fuck goin' on, hell, whole lot of Big BMT shit, man

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