Jeepers Creepers lyrics

I ain’t f*cking past pus*y
b*tches must be dreaming
di*k all in her guts, bae wet as f*ck
f*ck she must be creaming
Call me Ghostface
I’m tryna scream him
Shank jucky, in & out that pus*y
I seen a pus*y screaming
I done shared pints of the deine
And had my buddy’s leaning
The way ***** got his clothes torn
Little buddy should be sleeping
YS loose rolling with the sutten
For no f*cking reason
Up da glee ting, clutch & squeeze him
And that's tires screeching

They’re tryna cop some features
Same time bro tryna cop some beaters
Bro sparked his zoot whilst feds are bеhind man
'kmt' f*cking genius
I mean f*cking eeediat
Previous fеds know man for grievous
Talking in code to Anna
She’s Tekken the wap & parking Ninas
Jeepers creepers
Thats how I change mans features
One time nearly got stabbed in my eye
Like mans tryna take my peepers
Now he’s battling demons, why?
I’ve been channeling creatures
Talking to satan
Long time since I did hear from Jesus
f*ck what he or she does
Because gyal blow man like Shishas
Can’t tell me about banging
Your just hanging with tweakers
Can’t tell me about diene
Talking lean, I’ve poured up litres
Can’t tell me about trainers
They just can’t afford my sneakers
He answers to him
I’m with bosses & leaders
You know your a boss
When you’ve took losses that you needed
He said I’m pus*y
100 metres
If it ain’t the rambizz
I’ll get stuck in with my clevers
Man said Shxdow's wet? Yeah?
I’m not who he thinks
Used to f*ck one b*tch had to lock that off
Cah the coochie stinks
Man chat my name to gyal
Man a truly simps
See Shxdow I'm cool & ting
But I’ll back out my tool & rinse
These bullets Hannibal Lectre
Fetch ya, really tryna eat mans brain
n*ggas wanna be famous
"n*ggas wanna be famous"
The stainless will make you famous
Brainless you don’t need that fame
See man’s chain....
Reveal my blade
I ain’t f*cking past pus*y
b*tches must be dreaming
di*k all in her guts, bae wet as f*ck
f*ck she must be creaming
Call me Ghostface
I’m tryna scream him
Shank jucky, in & out that pus*y
I seen a pus*y screaming
I done shared pints of the deine
And had my buddy’s leaning
The way ***** got his clothes torn
Little buddy should be sleeping
YS loose rolling with the sutten
For no f*cking reason
Up da glee ting, clutch & squeeze him
And that's tires screeching
I ain’t f*cking past pus*y
b*tches must be dreaming
di*k all in her guts, bae wet as f*ck
f*ck she must be creaming
Call me Ghostface
I’m tryna scream him
Shank jucky, in & out that pus*y
I seen a pus*y screaming
I done shared pints of the deine
And had my buddy’s leaning
The way ***** got his clothes torn
Little buddy should be sleeping
YS loose rolling with the sutten
For no f*cking reason
Up da glee ting, clutch & squeeze him
And that's tires screeching
Tires screeching
I feel the animosity, am in the bush bleaching
Just got a call about an extension on the glee ting
10 racks that ain't nothing, have a pus*y featured
Put that on a t-shirt
I don't know about them but Joey mashes he’s work
And i don't know about friends
I got bruddas & we lurk
They woke up a demon
A tick back baddie gone soak up my semen
Kill snitches & rats a savage, Morgan Freeman
They should all get wacked & slapped, for what they speaking
My young n*gga attack the trap
He clean up & then he double back
I gotta love him for that
My own family tell lies on my name, I can't judge him for that
He know am real yeah he know the facts
And free L'z n*gga
If you ever saw the led head on these bells n*gga
I guarantee it gone burn like hell sinner
Man raise crime, f*ck the jakes 10 times
Since they took Mark, my tickers been dark
Big waps that will sink Noah’s ark
I got n*ggas OT that will burn more then trees

I ain’t f*cking past pus*y
b*tches must be dreaming
di*k all in her guts, bae wet as f*ck
f*ck she must be creaming
Call me Ghostface
I’m tryna scream him
Shank jucky, in & out thar pus*y
I seen a pus*y screaming
I done shared pints of the deine
And had my buddy’s leaning
The way ***** got his clothes torn
Little buddy should be sleeping
YS loose rolling with the sutten
For no f*cking reason
Up da glee ting, clutch & squeeze him
And that's tires screeching