Letra de Kreepin - DJ Scheme & Danny Towers

(Feat. ["DJ Scheme","Denzel Curry"])

(Ayy, pipe up, Hoodrixh)

(Ayy, Scheme, you killed it)

D.T. in this motherfucker, man

Whole lotta [?]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

They was sleepin' on me, now I'm wakin' 'em up

Baking soda, yola, got me scrapin' it up

She said, "Why your brother tried to pay me to fuck?"

Bitch, my brothers is my brothers so I can't give a fuck (Yeah)

Slidin' through the bity, bitch, we painting it red

I can't tell my niggas shit, them niggas fucked off they heads

I've been through so much of shit, them niggas left me for dead

Now I'm creepin' with that stick, that's how you forced me to play it

I spin bin in that double R, jumpin' out with blicks

I put a ten on your fuckin' noggin', you can't tell me shit

Like, why these niggas say they tough?

When shit get rough they jumpin' ship

Like, why these niggas think they us?

That typa shit'll get you flipped

Fuck-nigga, always trippin' 'bout a bitch

You a fuck-nigga, waitin' for some shit so you can switch

Fuck-nigga, why you kissin' on that trick?

Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich

Fuck-nigga, always trippin' 'bout a bitch

You a fuck-nigga, waitin' for some shit so you can switch

Fuck-nigga, why you kissin' on that trick?

Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich, n****

Okay, okay-okay (Okay), okay-okay (Okay)

Okay, okay-okay, man, do the damn verse, nigga (Okay!)

Ultimate Denzel in this bitch, you know y'all niggas finished (Finished)

I got money on my mind, you niggas can't mind your business (Mind it)

Stayed with the 'Caine like O-Dog

Niggas be thinkin' that I am societies menace (Huh)

Buddy, you talkin' 'bout chemistry (Sniffin?)

Buddy, I'm talkin' 'bout cannabis (Sticky)

Beefin' 'bout some hoes, now I'm creepin' on my fours (On my fours)

This fire in my hand could make you stop, drop, and roll (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

If bullets comin' fast, then I guess you leakin' slow (Slow)

But I ain't into murder, so I guess I'll let you go (Keep walkin')

But what I can do is take a pic of your crib (Pic of your crib)

Slide it on my dawg, now he know where you lives (I know where you stay)

Murk the family off, but except for the kids (Doo-doo-doo-doo)

Then raise them as my own, have 'em think you a bitch 'cause you a

Fuck-nigga, always trippin' 'bout a bitch

You a fuck-nigga, waitin' for some shit so you can switch

Fuck-nigga, why you kissin' on that trick?

Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich

Fuck-nigga, always trippin' 'bout a bitch

You a fuck-nigga, waitin' for some shit so you can switch

Fuck-nigga, why you kissin' on that trick?

Always beefin' 'bout some hoes, that typa shit won't get you rich, n****

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