Creep 2 Kxll fast (feat. Bc3 P3)

So look, now we finna stop these bitch-ass allegations, niccas talking about that we can't be in our hood, dawg

****, for real, Fucc **** talking about. ****, for real

288K, bitch, you niccas never got bacc, and all we know is fucking go

And you snow, I stay with J-Rocc, bitch, that's my fuccing twin, all we do is fuccing tweet

And that one nicca better stay on his fuccing side before I fix his fuccing eye, and your dog a fuccing rat

And niccas know I'm being six owe, so keep a blue flag on my fuccing left

After I'm done slap, ****, walk off, hit the C-walk, and bitch, I'm off a pint of wocc

Clatt, clatt, and I stay pussy on the block. If I'm not with acid, then I'm with Mellow

Me and Noface,bitch we stay geeking off the gas, and I'm in the stu, posted with Eno, bitch, we stay stacced up

Posted up with my fuccing shooters, niccas talking all that shit, we aiming at his fuccing doula

I chase the bag, I hold the bricc, I'm chasing after fucking Mueller

We on your ass, just like some denim, feel the sentiment coming to you

These niccas flaws, these niccas fake, and nccas snakes, these niccas game

Come out that cut, we on your ass, we slinging drinks, we slinging cans

Fuccin' weed just by the day, I'm a hater, you know I'm a flame

Yeah, I'm a demon by the night, we on his ass, you know he blames

Yeah, I know I ain't God, but I'm a sinner

Get with us, you Tesla, put it on God, you know we in the 2-4

Hoes in them, just like Kobe, I'm a switch em

6-0, cold nicca, you know he posted in the trenches

6-0, cold nicca, you know he posted in the trenches

6-0, cold nicca, you know he posted in the trenches