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creeper - anti da menace lyrics

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[chorus]
hmm, yeah, war baby, lil’ n*gga
i’m the one who take your soul and pour it out just like some liquor, huh
taught to never fold and shoot your gun when sh*t get deeper
when i was thirteen, caught four ‘bows, lil’ b*tch, i been know ’bout the reefer
haha, and plus i been knew ’bout the reaper
in your window when you go to work, i’m a real deal creeper
n*gga kicked me out of class, now i’ma be the one who teachin’
i was fourteen shootin’ out glass, spin your block about some pizza

[verse 1]
beast, boy, i feast, boy, go find me somethin’ to eat, huh
step on sh*t for real, i might tat “murder” on my feet
since i was thirteen with that big glock, b*tch, i wanted a first*degree
switch’ll make ’em dancе like tiktok, boy won’t see no surgery
hah*hah*hah*hah, n*gga, catch your breath
stick gon’ hawk ‘еm in, on god, i shoot this thirty like i’m steph
every time i’m walkin’ in, them n*ggas smell nothin’ but some death
n*gga foul me in that field and i’ma k!ll the f*ckin’ ref
real drill baby, anything i say, i seen or did
i’ll k!ll ladies, hoes better not be on no set*up sh*t, huh
i been f*ckin’ hoes since doctors circumcised my d*ck
naw, for real, been wipin’ nose since bobby took me on that l!ck, b*tch

[chorus]
hmm, yeah, war baby, lil’ n*gga
i’m the one who take your soul and pour it out just like some liquor, huh
taught to never fold and shoot your gun when sh*t get deeper
when i was thirteen, caught four ‘bows, lil’ b*tch, i been know ’bout the reefer
haha, and plus i been knew ’bout the reaper
in your window when you go to work, i’m a real deal creeper
n*gga kicked me out of class, now i’ma be the one who teachin’
i was fourteen shootin’ out glass, spin your block about some pizza
[verse 2]
i got everything i need, but, b*tch, it’s h*lla sh*t i want
i’ll still buy and spray and chop sh*t up, can’t say i don’t
they ain’t tryna let bro out, i gotta buy lil ping a phone
free lil twin, he ain’t do sh*t, gotta let that demon home, huh
rappin’ ’bout that sh*t, but you ain’t clappin’ ’bout that sh*t
if you see me in that field, lil’ b*tch, we got three fully sticks
on that bullsh*t, i tell junior take the wheel
in the ‘yo right now, i’m geeked as f*ck, i’m on three upper pills
mama say, “just live your life, this sh*t here be too short,” huh
black & mild, it calm me down, i ain’t smokin’ on newport
all these n*ggas out here in competition, drillin’ the new sport
i jumped off the balcony, i came a long way from that porch

[chorus]
hmm, yeah, war baby, lil’ n*gga
i’m the one who take your soul and pour it out just like some liquor, huh
taught to never fold and shoot your gun when sh*t get deeper
when i was thirteen, caught four ‘bows, lil’ b*tch, i been know ’bout the reefer
haha, and plus i been knew ’bout the reaper
in your window when you go to work, i’m a real deal creeper
n*gga kicked me out of class, now i’ma be the one who teachin’
i was fourteen shootin’ out glass, spin your block about some pizza

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