LYRIC
Creeper Lyrics by Anti Da Menace, from the album “No Sympathy“, music has been produced by Big Savage (Producer) & SlickDa3rd, and Creeper song lyrics are penned down by Anti Da Menace, Big Savage (Producer) & SlickDa3rd.
Creeper Lyrics
Hmm, yeah, war baby, lil’ nigga
I’m the one who take your soul and pour it out just like some liquor, huh
Taught to never fold and shoot your gun when shit get deeper
When I was thirteen, caught four ‘bows, lil’ bitch, I been know ’bout the reefer
Haha, and plus I been knew ’bout the reaper
In your window when you go to work, I’m a real deal creeper
Nigga kicked me out of class, now I’ma be the one who teachin’
I was fourteen shootin’ out glass, spin your block about some pizza
Beast, boy, I feast, boy, go find me somethin’ to eat, huh
Step on shit for real, I might tat “murder” on my feet
Since I was thirteen with that big Glock, bitch, I wanted a first-degree
Switch’ll make ’em dancе like TikTok, boy won’t see no surgery
Hah-hah-hah-hah, nigga, catch your breath
Stick gon’ hawk ‘еm in, on God, I shoot this thirty like I’m Steph
Every time I’m walkin’ in, them niggas smell nothin’ but some death
Nigga foul me in that field and I’ma kill the fuckin’ ref
Real drill baby, anything I say, I seen or did
I’ll kill ladies, hoes better not be on no set-up shit, huh
I been fuckin’ hoes since doctors circumcised my dick
Naw, for real, been wipin’ nose since Bobby took me on that lick, bitch
Hmm, yeah, war baby, lil’ nigga
I’m the one who take your soul and pour it out just like some liquor, huh
Taught to never fold and shoot your gun when shit get deeper
When I was thirteen, caught four ‘bows, lil’ bitch, I been know ’bout the reefer
Haha, and plus I been knew ’bout the reaper
In your window when you go to work, I’m a real deal creeper
Nigga kicked me out of class, now I’ma be the one who teachin’
I was fourteen shootin’ out glass, spin your block about some pizza
I got everything I need, but, bitch, it’s hella shit I want
I’ll still buy and Spray and chop shit up, can’t say I don’t
They ain’t tryna let bro out, I gotta buy Lil Ping a phone
Free Lil Twin, he ain’t do shit, gotta let that demon home, huh
Rappin’ ’bout that shit, but you ain’t clappin’ ’bout that shit
If you see me in that field, lil’ bitch, we got three fully sticks
On that bullshit, I tell Junior take the wheel
In the ‘yo right now, I’m geeked as fuck, I’m on three upper pills
Mama say, “Just live your life, this shit here be too short,” huh
Black & Mild, it calm me down, I ain’t smokin’ on Newport
All these niggas out here in competition, drillin’ the new sport
I jumped off the balcony, I came a long way from that porch
Hmm, yeah, war baby, lil’ nigga
I’m the one who take your soul and pour it out just like some liquor, huh
Taught to never fold and shoot your gun when shit get deeper
When I was thirteen, caught four ‘bows, lil’ bitch, I been know ’bout the reefer
Haha, and plus I been knew ’bout the reaper
In your window when you go to work, I’m a real deal creeper
Nigga kicked me out of class, now I’ma be the one who teachin’
I was fourteen shootin’ out glass, spin your block about some pizza
SONG INFO:
Song: Creeper
Artist: Anti Da Menace
Album: No Sympathy (2023)
Music: Big Savage (Producer) & SlickDa3rd
Lyrics: Anti Da Menace, Big Savage (Producer) & SlickDa3rd
