Creative Mode lyrics

by

London Yellow


[Intro: Lilc*ckpump & London Yellow]
Glasshead up in this b*tch
DolphinBoyz, ehh-eeh-eeh
Y'all know what it is, b*tch (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
It's that take your wiener out while you playin' type sh*t, you feel me?
Ayy, yuh, ayy

[Verse 1: Lilc*ckpump]
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of dollars and I don't even have try
Yeah I'm on plenty of cobblestone, I might build up a mansion
All my horses and people, we hangin' out and we dancin'
I got the pool built nice with the hot tub
I got these b*tches on my di*k, they want my diamonds
Yeah I got infinite chickens and I got infinite eggs
I might just bake me a cake or I cook up, give me somе head
Yeah I got twenty-fivе b*tches all in my twenty-five beds
I go to sleep, I wake up, and now it's just time to make bread
An abundance of wealth, yes I live my life in creative mode
b*tch I'm feelin' lile Steven, I'm ballin' out like a Harvey though (Yuh)

[Chorus: Lilc*ckpump & London Yellow]
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of dollars and I don't even have try, ayy
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of diamonds and I don't even have try, ayy
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of dollars and I don't even have try, ayy
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of diamonds and I don't even have try, ayy (Hold up man, hold up, let me say some sh*t, hold up man)
[Verse 2: London Yellow]
Billion dollars, billion diamonds
f*ckin' these b*tches, breakin' their hymens
You know I'm creative, that's why I be rhymin'
Can tell that you're lying, y'all be survivin'
Yeah I saw all the items, now I regret it
f*ck is a pickaxe? I'm using World Edit
Farmers alike 'cause I'm growin' my lettuce
We just do what we want, we don't see who gon' let us
London and c*ckpump, they do not let up (We do not)
What if they kissed inside Minecraft Beta? (Ayy)
f*ck creative mode, I might learn Java
She bouncin' on my plank and it feel just like lava
Talkin' that sh*t on my server, I block ya
I feel like c*ckpump, I feel like Nacha
I cannot trust ya, you're sussy baka
I'm switching game modes so it look like I pop up
Ooh, I pop into reality
I'm so unique, I don't think that you're stylin' me
Make my own roles, and that's the mentality
You disagree, I commit a fatality
Uh, G-U-I, Gui
You did some graphics inside of my eyes
I'm usin' her interface in between thighs
Droppin' you villagers outta the sky
Not scared of no creepers, I'm a creepy guy
I'm readin' a creepypasta, Herobrine
You know I'm that n*gga, eatin' melon slice
I gave you some golden carrots 'cause I'm nice
I'm really a chef, might cook you some stir fry
I know the AP, I don't need no third eye
You playin' first person, I'm playin' in bird-eye (Damn)
[Chorus: Lilc*ckpump & London Yellow, Lilc*ckpump, & London Yellow]
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of dollars and I don't even have try, ayy
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of diamonds and I don't even have try, ayy (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of dollars and I don't even have try, ayy (I said)
My life creative mode b*tch, look I can fly
Yeah I got millions of diamonds and I don't even have try, ayy

[Outro: London Yellow]
Yeah man, don't be sittin' here tryna survive your whole life, man
Step it up, get creative
Step outside of the box, you little f*cking stupid prick
I'll step on your brain until it comes out your eyes
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