Creepin At Night

I can call my vamp bout' that shit they get you right

All my niggas slime we gon' creep up through the night

We be totin' choppas, whole team strapped just like a dyke

I don't need no chop, I throw my fist like All Might

I can call the plug to sell the work and bring that bag in

Complaining that you broke but you was too afraid to tap in

She was talkin' neaky, told that bitch I'll break her back in

Fuck her then I rob her anything to bring them racks in

Always asking questions bout' my life bitch back the fuck up

He was playing gangsta on the net but got his tail tucked

Thirteen, he a demon, crash the SRT rental