Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
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I got a bag full of caps
Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
Yeah she used to be your dame but
Now she sittin' on my lap
I'm kreepin', kreepin' through the pain
Where nobody know my name, Ghostemane
Take over your brain and make you go insane
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plain
I got a mag full of hollow tips
OJ with that 32 will make you smoke
Think I'm kreepin' S-O-L-O cause nobody
Really got your back
And so they peak one day in front of
Your face but they got no sack
Bitch, white Ghoste with a E to E, that's me
Put a patent on kreep, K, R, double E, P
Red back in the back of the red Marquis
I like it messy and so does she
I pull on the hair while she suckin' me clean
She says I'm a dream, she done get the D
Move these f*ck boys cause I keep it low key
Now I'm head to the spot and
I eat like a king
Ghoste of the underground, that's fit me
With a black tall tee, see the all gold teeth
Hair long like I'm Samurai Jack
Talkin' to Buddha while munchin' a cap
If you ain't about this video rap
I hope you won't be there
To first hear the crack
You might be thinkin' you bringing shit back
My brain is a murder scene
All I know is "attack"
Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
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I got a bag full of caps)
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Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
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I got a bag full of caps
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
Yeah she used to be your dame but
Now she sittin' on my lap
I'm kreepin', kreepin' through the pain
Where nobody know my name, Ghostemane
Take over your brain and make you go insane
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plain
I got a mag full of hollow tips
OJ with that 32 will make you smoke
Think I'm kreepin' S-O-L-O cause nobody
Really got your back
And so they peak one day in front of
Your face but they got no sack
Bitch, white Ghoste with a E to E, that's me
Put a patent on kreep, K, R, double E, P
Red back in the back of the red Marquis
I like it messy and so does she
I pull on the hair while she suckin' me clean
She says I'm a dream, she done get the D
Move these f*ck boys cause I keep it low key
Now I'm head to the spot and
I eat like a king
Ghoste of the underground, that's fit me
With a black tall tee, see the all gold teeth
Hair long like I'm Samurai Jack
Talkin' to Buddha while munchin' a cap
If you ain't about this video rap
I hope you won't be there
To first hear the crack
You might be thinkin' you bringing shit back
My brain is a murder scene
All I know is "attack"
Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
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I got a bag full of caps
Yeah she used to be your dame but
Now she sittin' on my lap
I'm kreepin', kreepin' through the pain
Where nobody know my name, Ghostemane
Take over your brain and make you go insane
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plain
I got a mag full of hollow tips
OJ with that 32 will make you smoke
Think I'm kreepin' S-O-L-O cause nobody
Really got your back
And so they peak one day in front of
Your face but they got no sack
Bitch, white Ghoste with a E to E, that's me
Put a patent on kreep, K, R, double E, P
Red back in the back of the red Marquis
I like it messy and so does she
I pull on the hair while she suckin' me clean
She says I'm a dream, she done get the D
Move these f*ck boys cause I keep it low key
Now I'm head to the spot and
I eat like a king
Ghoste of the underground, that's fit me
With a black tall tee, see the all gold teeth
Hair long like I'm Samurai Jack
Talkin' to Buddha while munchin' a cap
If you ain't about this video rap
I hope you won't be there
To first hear the crack
You might be thinkin' you bringing shit back
My brain is a murder scene
All I know is "attack"
Kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
Kreepin', kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps
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I got a bag full of caps)
(Kreepin', kreepin' through the plane
I got a bag full of caps)
Writer: ERIC WHITNEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Third Side Music Inc.