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ybt – creepers lyrics

[intro]
creepers, reapers
devils, we want souls (ayy, y’all won’t understand this)
creepers, reapers (ooh, trelly bringin’ them bags in)
devils, we want souls

[chorus]
creepers, reapers
devils, we want souls (we want hats, n+gga)
ayy, creepers, reapers
i’m with devils and they want souls, yeah

[verse 1]
n+gga, where your pole at?
ayy, run up on you, give me that
ayy, huh, ain’t talkin’ ’bout your bread, i want your hat (no cap)
b+tch, ayy, call up lil’ bro, he be quick to tap sh+t
i’m screamin’, “f+ck this rap sh+t, my n+ggas really wrap sh+t” (shh)
ayy, where your soul at? i’m tryna take that
yeah, out the window with that chopper, i’m tryna make that clap
f&n in my hand, chopper bullets out that can
i got real dirty money, i got hundreds out the sand (talk to ’em)
ayy, n+gga, what you sayin’, lil’ n+gga? (what?)
you got thirty shots, but you still ran, lil’ n+gga (ah ha)
ayy, swing up on they block, i’m tarzan, lil’ n+gga
yeah, slide the door, we might hop out that van, lil’ n+gga (skrrt)
[chorus]
creepers, reapers
devils, we want souls (we want hats, n+gga)
ayy, creepers, reapers
i’m with devils and they want souls, yeah

[verse 2]
ayy, get out your top, i’m blowin’ that b+tch (ayy)
switches and thirties on all these sticks
ayy, come out the window, i’m ready to hit
ayy, diss that six, you get what you get
i’m lit like a bic, on torch gang
yeah, aka scorch gang
ayy, thirty on my hip, that’s why my torch hang (ha)
ayy, i done did so much sh+t, n+ggas don’t know who they f+ckin’ with
ayy, you’ll think the opps be doin’ squash the way they duckin’ sh+t
ayy, sign for a couple mil’, b+tch, that’s on my bucket list
ayy, put my mama in a brand new crib and i’m gon’ pay the rent (no cap)
the way you pull up to your crib, you’ll think we caterin’
ayy, soon as you come to the door, i’m gon’ bring that laser in
ha, soon as you make the wrong move, i’ll get to facin’ sh+t (boom)
ah ha, then walk away slowly on some jason sh+t (for real)
yeah, b+tch, let’s talk about these hundreds that i’m bringin’ in (racks)
ayy, rubber band the backend, stack it up, every ten
i done seen a hundred+fifty thousand, i’m not playin’
i was up a dub before i signed for a hundred bands (let’s go)
[chorus]
creepers, reapers
devils, we want souls (we want hats, n+gga)
ayy, creepers, reapers
i’m with devils and they want souls

[outro]
don’t get whacked, n+gga

- ybt lyrics

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