Woo$kee - Creepy Flow Lyrics

Ain't no saving me
They bet start payin me
Wtf you sayin to me
Forgot her name
But I came rite on her face
Maybe it's maybelline

Sang a lot
While they say gang a lot
I'm tryna change the the spot
Gotta magnum
Layin wit my cape
Captain bangathot

Wooskee don't give two shits
They still wonder how I do this
On the beat I go n lose it
But I don't lose
No I refuse it

Get ya bitch
Because she choosing
I might leave her pussy ruined
Like a mummy in the ruins
Hot like coffee when it's brewing

I'm not lying bro she chewed it
Just like YouTube when she viewed it
I'm not Nike but I do it
He don't like me ooh I knew it

My cellphone metro boomin
Her ass fat I'm bouta zoomin
On my music you should tune in
Yeah she tight but I make room in

I need fetti
I need cream
Can't stick to the code
Get off my team
I'm lit off patron
And I popped that bean
Yeah
Drank all that lean

Damn bro I need a xan
Ain't been smacked down
Since I broke my hand
I smoke on command
You know I'm the man

King of the land
Got beans for ya friends
Ya bitch got my
Ding ding in her hands
Beat beat
Now my phone ring ring
For the plans
Then I tell her fall back
So she creep on the gram

Scary bro
It's scary bro
She sing Mariah Carey tho
You cheesy
Like the dairy tho
She easy
So we share da hoe

I ain't even poppin
This music shit is my option
It's my stress relief no stoppin
Cut tongues off
Talkin
Ballin
Marshall Faulk
Nd
Dz bitches do all da stalking
He switch
Den we off him
Von mar he in a coffin

Put em in
Put em in
Let me out Cuba goodin man
That's how you sounding
When we round
You would coulda shoulda man

Creepy flow
Dat Creepy flow
October when we creepin doe
Catch you when you sleepin
Cut yo arm off
Make it clean da flo

And I been of them beans
I ain't drivin wen I lean no more
You know I got them flows
That got your wifey tryna see a show

He like Halloween
He couldn't wait
Til he could be a hoe
I'm Michael Freddy Jason
In my house this bitch be screaming tho

Leave me lone
Plz Leave me lone
Like shirp say
We first place
Shout my nigga BS
Cuz the 31st his bday
So we'll kill the niggas on your day
Better tell his mom
To get a shirt made
Point the uzi at his vertbrae
Leave em shakin up like earthquakes