Creepin'

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, ayy, ayy We the people creepin' and creepin' And show up slow when you sleepin' Brother Grimm and we reapin' And grab you from behind Windows tinted, tinted, we pour up My Glock is ready, we roll up Bite the bullet, bitch, welcome to $outh $ide $uicide All these people 'round me talkin' that bull, I do this shit myself Contemplating 'bout that $uicide, shut the f*ck up 'bout my health I might pull up on a motherfucker Make it rain, I bring the thunder, declaring war, what else? But I am ready to die, Lucifer by my side Pop the Glock right on top of my shelf All of these people are ignorant, they're never hearing it Pigs in a blanket and all of them sinners, I might as well finish 'em Make some incisions and cut 'em 'till no competition Got the skill, came to kill Start the heist, and didn't I mention? You would think I came from Florida Ski masks, pumps, and triple extensions I got coke, white, Snow White Lungs blacker than a coal mine No time, tick tock, my Glock go .45, six shots Up at your God, I don't give a f*ck Up at your God, I don't give a f*ck Up at your God, I don't give a f*ck