Smokepurpp - Creepy lyrics

Bitch, I keep that Choppa right beneath me
My car, it got two seats i make it look easy
Keep that one uh
Uh

Bless yo trap (yeah)
I just seen an opp, go and grab the gat (Brr)
Blow his back
I still run the sack in the Cul-de-Sac
(Brr, brr) hunnid on the dash
We still moving bricks out the Cul-de-Sac
(Brrt) fuck that hoe
Then I flew her home 'cause I’m on the road
(yeah) s-S-Scrapin' bowls (yeah)
Richy scanning Os (yeah)
Garage full of poles (yeah, uh)
Bitch, I'm popping out, like a ghost (Brr)
Choppa at your throat (Brr)
Leave your soul afloat (Soul, yeah)
Just jumped out that (Rrr)
Just jumped out that gottie (yeah)
Drip all on my body (yeah)
Amiri’s hold the Tommy (yeah, brr)
Sipping on Act, I just poured four lines
(Lean) bitch, I'm sipping on techs (Act)
Smoking on gas (yeah)
You niggas smoking on wet
VVS choker my neck (Purpp) brand new tech
That bitch in the back (Grr)
Out the window, shoot you in your bed
(Shoot you)
Only one heartbeat, I fuck up a set (yeah)
Call her giraffe, she give me long neck
(Woah)

I still keep a Choppa right beneath me (Brr)
My Coupe, it got two seats (Two)
I make it look easy (yeah, easy)
Shorty wanna fuck, she wanna please me (Hoo)
Four deep, pouring this Fiji (yeah)
These hours get creepy (Creepy)
I still keep a Choppa right beneath me (Brr)
My Coupe, it got two seats (yeah)
I make it look easy (Easy, yeah)
Shorty wanna fuck, she wanna please me (Huh?)
Four deep, pouring this Fiji (yeah)
These hours get creepy (Woah, creepy)