[Intro]
(Kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha)
(Kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha)
[Chorus]
Pussy Mothafuckas blowin' smoke like a cigarette
Talk a lotta shit, like they know dis from dat
I'm the young broke Ghoste from the mothafuckin' East coast
You think you heard a thang, this is just a lil dose
[Refrain]
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
[Verse]
Welcome to the brain of a suicidal maniac
Introverted mothafucka bitch, dats a fact
Schema posse in this hoe, take notes 'til ya overdose
Smoke drink fuck 'til I'm hanging from a rope
Shit that you bump when you thinkin bout a homicide
Shit that you bump when you get away with homicide
Bringin that future funk and now I take you to another time
Sit back relax blow a O out and vibe
Yea I seen a whole lotta bitches, them bitches be talkin' shit
Now they postin' my pics and they want my dick in em flip
The script and I never pick up the phone
Now why you think I'm called Ghoste
Nowhere to be found unless you a schema woe
And I do not be fuckin with Mothafuckas that got no hustle
No money but you be rappin' all about the bustle
I bet you take a nut to the face if it get you the fame
I'm runnin that underground shit bitch, we ain't the same
(Kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha)
(Kreepin' on tha, kreepin' on tha)
[Chorus]
Pussy Mothafuckas blowin' smoke like a cigarette
Talk a lotta shit, like they know dis from dat
I'm the young broke Ghoste from the mothafuckin' East coast
You think you heard a thang, this is just a lil dose
[Refrain]
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
Kreepin' like a creeper, kreep alone on my KreepStreet
[Verse]
Welcome to the brain of a suicidal maniac
Introverted mothafucka bitch, dats a fact
Schema posse in this hoe, take notes 'til ya overdose
Smoke drink fuck 'til I'm hanging from a rope
Shit that you bump when you thinkin bout a homicide
Shit that you bump when you get away with homicide
Bringin that future funk and now I take you to another time
Sit back relax blow a O out and vibe
Yea I seen a whole lotta bitches, them bitches be talkin' shit
Now they postin' my pics and they want my dick in em flip
The script and I never pick up the phone
Now why you think I'm called Ghoste
Nowhere to be found unless you a schema woe
And I do not be fuckin with Mothafuckas that got no hustle
No money but you be rappin' all about the bustle
I bet you take a nut to the face if it get you the fame
I'm runnin that underground shit bitch, we ain't the same
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