Creepin'

Whatchu lookin' at, fool? Quit peepin' Or maybe take a picture if ya wanna keep peakin' Hear the words that I'm so elegantly speakin' I don't give a damn if ya leak my steez, bitch Whatchu lookin' at, dork? Quit starin' I'm doin' so much better, but I hate comparing The greatest rapper you don't know, quit sleepin' I don't care how you love me, just don't be creepin' You could write a couple letters Put my face up on a sweater We ain't met but I don't care if you even say that we're together Cuz we def are not together And now we never will be Cuz now I know you're crazy like a female John Wayne Gacy Your name's probably Tracy, it's Gracy, maybe Macy Thinkin' Lacy cuz you're tracing all my steps like you're my lacing I'm feelin' someone chasing, hope I'm faster than my heart because it's racing Is there anybody with this same dilemma I've been facing? Probably not Cuz ain't nobody in the rap game this hot On fire, so shawty hit the stop then drop Then she brought it back up, pop, lock, don't stop She's rollin', and eyeing this dick; patrollin' I see her tunnel vision, that's focus No joke it's the thousand-yard stare, I'm hopeless I might as well go part her like Moses And she always tryna come back I told the bitch I'm like, "yo, I don't want my cum back!" She's talkin' shit back like, "yo, I don't wanna come back!" Shit's whack "A track like this'll drive the chicks mad! And that's facts!" Whatchu lookin' at, fool? Quit peepin' Or maybe take a picture if ya wanna keep peakin' Hear the words that I'm so elegantly speakin' I don't give a damn if ya leak my steez, bitch Whatchu lookin' at, dork? Quit starin' I'm doin' so much better, but I hate comparing The greatest rapper you don't know, quit sleepin' I don't care how you love me, just don't be creepin' "That's the prettiest dick that I've ever seen!" Of course it is, but how the f*ck'd you break in while I'm tryna pee? Emergency security! She tried to touch my weenie! She pleaded for her life, and since I'm nice, I got a freebie Win, win's the situation for the both of us She's got a story for the girls, on top, I got to blow a nut That's wassup And I ain't even have to rub it But Bibby Babies know I've got no prob when talkin' touchin' Ooooo! The ladies know that I'm the man That's why they're always tryna accomplish what they assume about my van It's a studio on wheels and not a diabolic plan If you're lucky, some day you'll maybe understand And that's on periodt! I'm serious I'm weird as shit, I'll even tap a chick that's on her period First, research, gotta peep with whom I'm sleepin' The tables turn quick, never thought that I'd be creepin'