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saxkboy kd & that mexican ot - creeping lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, suicidal)

[chorus: that mexican ot]
i be creeping, i be lurking
forgi’s on the cadillac in the back, back
got a hundred bands in a brand new blue birkin (uh+huh)
oh yeah, theses vv’s, yeah, that’s for certain
diamonds on my body looking like poseidon (woo, woo)
yeah, i be styling and profiling, b+tch, i be working (let’s get it, uh+huh)

[verse 1: saxkboy kd]
i block the scene, you peep me, b+tch, is you f+ckin’ a g or you not? (what’s up?)
i ain’t finna play with a ho and i told you before you ain’t suckin’, can’t come to the spot (the spot)
i treat all my b+tches like classes, dismiss ’em
i’m only on this ’cause these n+ggas is not (let’s go, yeah, yeah)
getting y’all heart broke slipping, if a ho in my mentions (woo)
she loyal or catchin’ this glock (saxk sh+t)
glizzy, tizzy
n+gga too close to me, he gon’ die if he all in my face, on face gang (saxk sh+t)
these n+ggas some hoes, for real
i done seen n+ggas snitch to the laws, the duck+chain game (come on)
i ain’t stuntin’, get ’em rolled, for real
i can be at a show with my k!llers on the same thing (uh+huh)
immaculate, know i’m too fresh to be fighting (woo, woo, woo)
they smacking sh+t, you better come wit’ your bl!ck or you ducking this (let’s go)
still finna f+ck a b+tch mouth, still finna clutch when it’s hot (oh, yeah)
you ain’t on sh+t, how you gon’ run with yo’ gun knowing it’s a bullet up top? (yeah, yeah)
n+ggas just hoes, woo, that’s all i got
wait, tell how they living a lie (nah, for real)
n+gga, you said it these n+ggas living a lie
they b+tching and cappin’ a lot (let’s go)
fronting for b+tches that’s f+cking for free (uh+huh)
have fun, i’m unique, knocking b+tches off feet (yeah, yeah)
tell a ho, “turn around”, beat the cheeks off a freak (woo)
face down, gang want her, pass the ho to ot (uh+huh)
we k!lling these beats
a n+gga jump on after us? you crazy, you gotta be sleep (he mad)
ripping this sh+t, hands down, i don’t play with my money (no, yeah)
get paid to rap on these beats, n+gga (yeah)
[chorus: that mexican ot]
i be creeping, i be lurking
forgi’s on the cadillac in the back, back
got a hundred bands in a brand new blue birkin (uh+huh)
oh yeah, theses vv’s, yeah, that’s for certain
diamonds on my body looking like poseidon
yeah, i be styling and profiling, b+tch, i be working (uh+huh)

[verse 2: saxk gang]
feeling i’m making it rain, twin bringing the pain, for sure, we get even
say he creeping, well, i can’t see ’em
where he creeping, that’s where i’ma leave ’em
beef ’bout a ho, i don’t care she a eater
i step g nikes, fresh pair with a heater
yeah, stylist know i don’t need it (woo, woo)
me and twin on a block, say it’s still gettin’ deeper
b+tch, this lil’ e, i’m fg
been known to get close, send ’em down when i creep
do it on feet, glock 23 (in the name of my brother, i’m steppin’)
real smoke, know it’s potent
saxk gang, what it do? let me know, i’m tryna scheme (shotty gotta rock his body)
left ’em all in the street, hear the face gang, baby
they knowin’ what it be, that’s me (uh+uh, uh+uh)
and i’m clutchin’ hard, don’t get turned to a hashtag (yeah, yeah, yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah)
man, i’m high as h+ll, in the cut with a big gat (yeah, yeah, yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah)
got sh+t bagged (yeah, yeah, yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah)
uh, and i want the money, for real, still in the trenches
my n+gga, we thuggin’, for real
tic, tac, toe if a n+gga out (yeah)
i lift a leg up, wasn’t playing, ’bout to hit now (what, fam?)
ain’t got no time to waste, so i’m rushin’
if it ain’t ’bout money, then why we discussing?
toilet bowl, he disrespect me, i’ma flush ’em (i’ll flush that)
i’m known for punching n+ggas down, bl++dy knuckles
pop, goes the weasel, now he in trouble
i hopped out the porch and went found me a hustle (lil’ toolie)
[chorus: that mexican ot]
i be creeping, i be lurking
forgi’s on the cadillac in the back, back
got a hundred bands in a brand new blue birkin (uh+huh)
oh yeah, theses vv’s, yeah, that’s for certain
diamonds on my body looking like poseidon (woo, woo)
yeah, i be styling and profiling, b+tch, i be working (uh+huh)

- saxkboy kd that mexican ot lyrics

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