
K.O.D. (King Of Diamonds) SpaceGhostPurrp (Ft. Chris Travis, DoughDough, Xavier Wulf & Yung Simmie)
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[Intro]
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
[Verse 1: Yung Simmie]
I'm crazy mane', I love money
I chill with bad hoes and they say that they love me
I really do the things, I'm a mack in your presence
Simmie got the semi but I got the MAC-11
Send his ass to heaven, I'm tired of the games
Swerve in the lane, I'm just tryna' get the change
Red eye show, I been blowing on dro
Woke up this morning to a, different ho
Smell of different smoke when the Raiders at your door
Coming for your throat, it's murder that she wrote
Off the top with it, I'm on your block with it
Try me like a duck, then I bet you get drop with it
Pop pop with it
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
Creepin' on a punk, 'cause the funk got 'em acting up
Creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a punk, creepin' on a-
[Verse 1: Yung Simmie]
I'm crazy mane', I love money
I chill with bad hoes and they say that they love me
I really do the things, I'm a mack in your presence
Simmie got the semi but I got the MAC-11
Send his ass to heaven, I'm tired of the games
Swerve in the lane, I'm just tryna' get the change
Red eye show, I been blowing on dro
Woke up this morning to a, different ho
Smell of different smoke when the Raiders at your door
Coming for your throat, it's murder that she wrote
Off the top with it, I'm on your block with it
Try me like a duck, then I bet you get drop with it
Pop pop with it
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