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CREEP
NIKKO
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Fuck, marry, kill and im doing all 3
I don't even want the bitch if she aint crazy bout me
Ill leave a hoe hanging if she complain around me
Its the real underwxrld in this bitch how I creep
Creep
They all know im hot
Hotter than a twat
Got these bitches taking shots
Its liquor on her tongue
Its liquor on the rocks
And im finna find a plug and we finna open shop
What you want
This a rock
Baby that's a Glock
Put it in your name cause im running from the cops
She don't look away when im shooting at that opp
Now im beating up that box
Pussy boy you just a bot
Get chopped
You a poser
Real bi-polar
You don't got no masters you already sold it
You left in the past bruh its over you no one
Your bitch made a bag off a link and you broke huh
Creep
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it's G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her ex, he a creep in the scene
I don't play that she can keep it from me
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese
Grrtttaaa aye
Shawty knew I loved her when I dropped a body bout her
She wanna be my sacrifice I put her on the alter
Oh shit its motion now, my dick out and they all suck
Choke on it lick it bitch get my tip swolled up
Only want it if it's toxic
Put my kids on it
Show me you really bout this
And I got a switch too (Switch 2)
Fuck if her ex box (Xbox)
Promise if that pussy pull up on me his head poppin mami
We hot droppin bombs im too popular
Where yo thot went
Prolly toppin us
Down there head bobbin
Balls gargling and all
She want fuck with the dogs all because you miss shots
I hit buzzers
Ha muhfucker
Knows I would slide for her name and would die for my brothers
What you gonna do
Love her
Boy you so lame she wan' fuck with a thug and im thuggin
Bitch run it, watch opposition moving legs and kicking dust up
Freaky as he'll way im getting this cheese
Creep in the dark he got hit with a beam
Money buss out my jeans
But ion trip on it
Nah, ion trip bout it
Lead the feds outta state just so I don't get the clique caught up
Don't get it twisted tho, put heads on ya
Said she hear voices all the time
Ain't no wonder bitch you always swallow
Heart hollowed-out by the bottom of an Rx Percocet bottle
Now you drownin in your thoughts and don't even wan' see tomorrow
Wondering if anybody else got a soul that you could borrow
On the other side
Is the grass greener on the other side
NIKKO is there dead bodies in this house or not
Don't test me, I'm not with a quiz bitch
They'll find your body carved up outside with the ribs missing
Gangsta
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it's G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene
I don't play that she can keep it from me
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese
Creep
How I creep through the trees
Slide on a bitch finna creep through the jeans
30 round clip on my piece on my beam
This aint no vision it's G what I see
Creep
Im a freak on a leash
Text from her Ex, he a creep in the scene
I don't play that she can keep it from me
Bon appetit boy you cheaper than cheese