Creep On Em Yung9ine Dro (Ft. Babyfxce E)

[Intro: Yung9ine Dro]
Huh
Go
(Ooh, 9ine Block Records)
Bitch, look

[Verse 1: Yung9ine Dro]
I just want the money, fuck the fame and the recognition
Baby, if I fuck, the whole gang gotta hit it
Couple shots from the Drac', look like a bear done bit him
I been tryna keep my cool, but I can't stand these niggas
I know I'm humble, but I turn into a demon when you rile me up
My name got brought up on the news, they tryna lock me up
I got a gun for my friends that turned foe, they tryna pop me up
I just dropped two pills in my pop, now we sippin' on a Roxy cup
Nigga, me and your bitch did a lot of stuff
That pussy good, if she don't answer, then I'm poppin' up
And I'm out on bond, got tired of COs screamin', "Lock it up"
I fucked up a whole half a brick, it wasn't lockin' up
Bitch, shut thе fuck up and come top me up
And evеry time I fuck, I wear a glove, 'cause I can't knock her up
I grew up eatin' ramen, now it's lobster for lunch
I got this shit off the block, this shit ain't come from no punch
I take risks 'bout that paper, I'm on the road with some drugs
I got Adderalls, boy, and a whole lot of bud
Couldn't get in with that ten milli', so I snuck in the snub
Goddamn, this bitch a freak, she tryna fuck in the club
First you put your mask on, creep on 'em, up that heat on 'em
How you get shot and ain't do shit? It must ain't mean nothin'
Just like Steph, my niggas shootin', they all got the green button
And they be quick to turn a white tee red for some green money
My bitch fuck bitches too, let's have a threesome
How this bitch pussy so tight when she had three sons?
He ain't check the 'bows when he bought 'em, but ain't no refunds
I bought my bitch a new body and she ain't need one, nah