Creep lyrics

[Intro: Jdot Breezy & Franchize Boyz]
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah, haha, BPell)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Lean with it, rock with it (Yeah)
Hmm

[Verse 1]
Beef with me, I said okay, boy, I get sh*t out the way
Wan' see blood, I'm sendin' slugs, I grab my mask and grab my Drac'
I'd rather ride alone 'cause all these b*tch-ass n*ggas actin' fake
I'd rather ride alone 'cause all these b*tch-ass n*ggas just too fake
You're actin' twisted, n*gga, know you're pus*y, I'll buy a bullet
I've got drums at home, you pull up over hеre, I get sh*t cookin'
You hop out, run down and tap that dome, you can't bеcause you're rookie
These n*ggas talk that talk, they see me, b*tch-ass scared, look at your ho ass, boy ass shooken
All these f*ckin' blue hundreds on me like I took it
All these f*ckin' f*cking bad b*tches want me, I beat the cookie
Don't come around if you ain't gon' use that pole, n*gga, show you're pus*y
She like my style, she like just how I roll, n*gga, she give me noogies
Got contracts with my killers, I ain't in debt, they paid off
Barber profession with that weapon, an opp head get shaved off
Turned to spaghetti, I'm strapped for army, get it, so bring it on
You know I'm ready, the beef you wanna set it, I'll take it all
Yeah, I'm geeked up, B, huh
Xan's gotta sleep, mm
I just doubled up my styrofoam, I'm sippin' lean, huh
She gon' let me f*ck, but I can't eat 'cause she a freak
We on the opp block in a truck stalkin', we the creeps
[Chorus]
Creep, creep, creep, n*gga, we the creeps
Creep, creep, creep, n*gga, we the creeps
You could get a .62 or a .223
Bedtime, b*tch, huh, bah, put him to sleep

[Verse 2]
In a O in a Rover
Talkin' money I'ma show it
Draco drum look like a boulder
Don't get caught, it'll f*ck you over, stupid, huh
I thought I told you
n*ggas got them guns for show and tell, go put them poles up
Diggin' in this b*tch, I'm in her guts, I got her toes up
I just turned a n*gga ass to Runtz, my mans rolled up
Breezy knocked four n*ggas down, b*tch, so what?
One opp mouth was so loud, we made his ass hush
JakeJhit said he murderman, damn, his ass dust
I can't go out how like lil' Mookie did, his ass was drivin' drunk
Spazz2times, pick up your head, you're on a stair stuck
What 35 should've did would had his head ducked

[Chorus]
Creep, creep, creep, n*gga, we the creeps
Creep, creep, creep, n*gga, we the creeps
You could get a .62 or a .223
Bedtime, b*tch, huh, bah, put him to sleep
Creep, creep, creep, n*gga, we the creeps
Creep, creep, creep, n*gga, we the creeps
You could get a .62 or a .223
Bedtime, b*tch, huh, bah, put him to sleep (Bah)