Creep 1 nigga, creep 2, creep 2
Yeah this that creep 2 shit nigga, know what the f*ck 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 motherf*cker 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