Creep B. Smyth (Ft. Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Creep, creep
Creep, creep, creep
Creep (Dun Deal on the track)
Creep

[Hook 1: B. Smyth]
She just wanna party for the weekend
She just got a nigga so she creepin'
We just wanna party for the weekend
I'mma dab, I'mma dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy (Oh yeah)
Dab in that pussy, dab in that pussy, oh yeah
Party for the weekend, she just wanna slide up in my DM
Creep, creep, creep, hey

[Verse 1: B Smyth]
Skuuuurt
I pull up in that pussy
I leave the engine running, cause all I need is a quickie (Hey)
She just wanna fuck said she ain't lookin' for love
I knew that shit from the start so I had to stop at the store
She said "daddy you a star, I wanna come on your tour"
She rocking my mic in the back like she done done this before
We ain't even on the bed fuck it just made it to floor
She says somthin about her nigga, she wanna even the score
Is that baby phat? I'm okay with that (Hey)
Hit it from the back, said she needed that (Hey)
Let's state the facts girl your nigga trash (Hey)
Jump on this jet ain't you glad we met