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Da Creepin $ong Songtext
von Lil Chronie

Da Creepin $ong Songtext

Man, I gotta stop playin with y′all bruh!
God damn bruh!
Always talkin bout "lil chronie ain't this, lil chronie ain′t that"!
Bruh Lil Chronie all that bruh!
God damn bruh!
I'm sippin all this lean!


Pull up at your crib yeah my team they came equipped
Knew your life was over when you saw me in the whip
Bullets on the ground because I'm burning through these clips
Came straight out the trenches yeah you know I been through shit
I sip lean and I′m spilling!
I see an opp I′m gonna kill them!
I'm the hood I′m a villain!
I'm with my team yeah we winnin!
Got some ice, feelin chilly
Hit a lick, do the gritty
On the bean we get pilling
You an opp, we get killing
Lamborghini in the drive way, it′s purple like lean
Went to Houston call me Travis, the way I'm downin codeine
Twelve they pull me over and they ask me for this green
And then I hop out of the whip and then we start smokin the whole tree
Yeah I feel violent, when I wake up
Downing all these bottles and I′m topping up
We be hopping at the party, red solo cup
All my homies sippin dirty, I can't get enough
We be hitting corners in a jag yeah
Hoes always the second, first the bag yeah
Never wear the belt because my pants they sag
When she saw me in the Ferrari almost had a heart attack

Pull up at your crib yeah my team they came equipped
Knew your life was over when you saw me in the whip
Bullets on the ground because I'm burning through these clips
Came straight out the trenches yeah you know I been through shit
I sip lean and I′m spilling!
I see an opp and I kill them!
I′m the hood I'm a villain!
I′m with my team yeah we winnin!
Got some ice, feelin chilly
Hit a lick, do the gritty
On the bean we get pilling
You an opp, I'll get killing


I see the sun is setting then we pull up in the van
When I flash my lights, all my opps you know they ran
This my territory and at night we going to scan
I′m drivin the whip because my homies on the xan
This my song we get creeping, on the block homiez beaming
Knock them out, he ain't sleeping, I′m a menace, I'm a demon
Jolly rancher, really spicy, got the coke, it be spicy
Hood at night, it get dicey, she got cake and I got icing

Rockin black forces because they let me creep at night
Don't come to detroit if you is not trying to fight
I ain′t 4′11, don't you ask me bout′ my height
I got all my pistols, yeah you know, I'll be alright
I wake up in the morning yeah I feel like I′m like Soulja
Got some brand new wheels, I'm on the block with the rover
When we in the crib she her shoes off because I told her
Hopping with my ex′s and my brand new blunt roller

Pull up at your crib yeah my team they came equipped
Knew your life was over when you saw me in the whip
Bullets on the ground because I'm burning through these clips
Came straight out the trenches yeah you know I been through shit

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