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Creep
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Creep was released on December 8, 2024 by NBM LLC as a part of the album Creep - Single
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Release DateDecember 8, 2024
LabelNBM LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deonte Brown
Deonte Brown
Songwriter

Lyrics

Watch me creep through the night
Do his ass on sight Give no fuck, blow that pipe
My aura dark, I ain't nice Bullets sharp, like a scythe
Never lacking, keep my strap like dyke
They gon' have to lay me down
Cause I'm smashing all night ARP, it blow that flame
Melt them, boys just like some ice I'm out my top, I might just psych
Or I might just go insane How the fuck he diss my brother won't pop
out that **** lame
Load the box, start the game Push up on them ****, then I hop out go and up my rank I drop the hundred shots, I thank
And if you goin' on that mission, then you better not say no thang
If you get jammed up, pussy you bet not, never say no name
Put your hands up and think about all that fuckin' pape
You done ran up, fuck it **** stand up They see that I'm poppin' shit, I done go my bands up
All they see is money, man I know they can' even stand us
I be movin' fast, don't come in my lane, fuck round, run you over
**** play, I bust his top, that shit squirt out like a soda
Know I pop out, big boy Glock, better lean it hit your shoulder
Leave his brain all on his block, then we skirt off in the stolen
You said you gangsta, **** show me,
my partner hittin' for that bank
I'ma pop out double rollie,
tryna walk up like I'm sweet
Pussy boy, you must not know me, drop a dot, then let's meet
We gon' see who the fuck gon' blow it, **** pussy and they know it
Yeah, these **** so bitch, bra Let me tell y'all about this bitch ass **** bra **** tried talk to me at school bitch
Talkin' bout my patna, I posting up on his block, **** talkin
Bout yall know I'm onna band ****, fuck your band, ****
Yeah, watch me creep through the night, do his ass on sight
Get no fuck, blow that pipe, yeah, my aura dark I ain't nice, bullets sharp, like a scythe
Never lackin', keep my strap like a dyke
They gon' have to lay me down, cause I'm smashin' all night
ARP, it blow that flame, melt them boys just like some ice
I'm out my top, I might just psych, or I might just go insane
How the fuck he diss my brother, won't pop out that **** lame
You slowin' up, I'm goin' farther
All my ****, they get high, and they front round, and they get nardy
I'm might fuck round throw a party
I got bad bitches, drivin' the boat, up bottles of Bacardi
You in that jungle, stuck in jam, I get you out just like Safari
I been workin', you been workin', but let's see who goin' harder
I feel like Luh bxndo, ****, I'm a martyr
Ain't no Catch me slippin', I'm on point like my name Peter Parker
I see them boys, I'm blowin' down, ****, it's gon' be a slaughter
Pick it up and slow it down, I ain't think they was gon' cross me
But it's cool, I know it now
I get that pack gone, soon as that shit touchdown
Pussy better get down when you hear them gun sounds
Blrdd Big 300 with a .45, ****
Know what the fuck, poppin NBM
Written by: Deonte Brown
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