Lyrics
(Kreepin' on the, kreepin' on the, kreepin' on the, kreepin' on the)
(Kreepin' on the, kreepin' on the, kreepin' on the, kreepin' on the)
Pussy motherfuckers blowin' smoke like a cigarette
Talk a lotta shit, like they know this from that
I'm the young broke ghost from the motherfuckin' East Coast
You think you heard a thang, this is just a lil' dose
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
Welcome to the brain of a suicidal maniac
Introverted motherfucker, bitch, that's a fact
Schema posse in this ho, 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
Yeah, 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 motherfuckers 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' 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
Pussy motherfuckers blowin' smoke like a cigarette
Talk a lotta shit, like they know this from that
I'm the young broke ghost from the motherfuckin' East Coast
You think you heard a thang, this is just a lil' dose
Pussy motherfuckers blowin' smoke like a cigarette
Talk a lotta shit, like they know this from that