Alley (feat. Jodot Kreep)

(O-Oh na, it's hot like Grabba)

Kreep, Kreep, know the vibes

Know what the fuck goin on

Kreep

Fro was just duckin' his fro

**** he seen'd the beam then he had to get low

Rock him to sleep, let him think that we mans

Turn around, he seen the flash of the tan

No I ain't box, why you threw up your hands?

And I missed on that scene, all I could say is "damn"

W-We was slidin', forgot it was pourin'

The opps not outside, so this shit gettin’ boring

I’m not a rapper, don’t believe in the hype

If I can’t get a scooter, walk it down like a hike

Gotta walk through the dark, just to get through the light

Proud of them, but you might lose your life

I’m on the ones and tryna up the score

**** bro I'm tryna hop out, unlock my door

She think she crazy, let her tote on the deucey, if she real she gon' make a movie (movie)

Brodie buggin’ tryna fuck up on Ally

She deleted her gram so I can't throw the alley

Blowin' up Kai phone just for the Patsy

Spin back around if the gun jam

We go broke then we robbin' the bud man ****

Kreep, Kreep Kreep

Creepin through they Pz, watchin' for the D's

Brodie too hot, he movin' wit' the G

Tryna spot me a opp and put him on a tee

Point guard, pass it off to the shooter

Brodie tryn' bug, we tryna buss' a medula

We spin night-time soon as it get cloudy

They jackin' Q50, what happened to that Audi? Bitch

I left my phone in that crib, bitch I’m spinnin’

I’m wit’ them demons in the ride and we sinnin’

With the grem's and they ridin’ for me

W-With the Kreeps and they slidin’ for me

Got a thottie on my phone, tryna line up a G

Just act like y’all friends, we gon' rock him to sleep

Fuck this rap shit, I already put on

I got two twin Glocks, tryna get ‘em gone

When I’m spinnin’, can’t answer my phone

All black on that block, tryna see who put on

When we caught “top shooter”, he didn’t perform

Tryna slide on my block, on bro we get on 'em

F-Freshy, died, **** a goner

Gotta watch for the D’s, ‘cause they tryna build folders

Zay3 died, told bro to roll a boulder

Can’t forget about Jah, we still smoking his shoulder

Bitch tryna fuck, tell her come over

If I catch me a 8 on that block, he a goner

When I spin, tryna catch one older

W-When I’m sober, I just sit back and roll up

Think to myself on how I’m bout to blow up

When I step in the function, bitch I keep a toaster

Why the opps keep hating, acting like they know us?

N-**** we had them run in they sides

We had ‘em ducking the .9 (Gahh, Gahh Gahh)

Every time that I spin, I pray I make it home

Run up the street wit' it gon' get one in the dome

Push up on me, word to bro I'ma throw

Bad bitch, fat ass, shake it on the pole

Opp thots in the spot, tell 'em roll up the clips

Watchin' Good Luck Charlie before we spin through the Mitch

Got a Glock on my lap, was tryna throw a-

Got a Glock on my lap, was tryna throw a fit (ahh)