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I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater | Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you | Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em…
(Who made this shit?) (TayTayMadeTheBeat) I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (Let's go) Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you Put your mask on, yeah, they comin' out Soon as they close that door, we just gon' walk down They say we dead wrong 'cause we knocked him off But he who got caught lackin', tell that bitch that that's his fault If we draw down, guns get let off At all them clowns, including his spouse Kept that blick inside my drawers Every time I walked to Dalton I worked for Tim and sold CD's You throw a diss and you get tossed Say you ain't catch that, cross my name up, ain't no talking (Yeah) If they had a bang-out at the store, from my papa window, I could see it sparkin' But I ain't seen that since Jordan Dixon made some niggas some targets Big 40, got that shit on me in a Stolo, nigga knowin' that it's retarded I spit that shit that cause a massacre at the party, believe that I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you When I jump out the back, I'ma hit it I'ma aim with the strap at his fitted Throwin' out the murder bags in my city Play-by-play while I'm standin' on Billy Dirty Drac', take the top off the Hemi Fully equipped it when we go on a mission Take his face, I ain't showin' no pity Closed case, tell them all good riddance Zombieland where the dogs can scent it Sprinter van and we all be in it Catch him first, get a raw percentage If you want, I put a coffin in it I could get you one from inside my home I just want to check the bitch out for attendance Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em all And I'ma kill all you bitches (That's on your mama, bitch) I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you (Who made this shit?) (TayTayMadeTheBeat)
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