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Right Foot Creep

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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Right Foot Creep

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Who made this shit?)(Taytaymadethebeat)I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heaterLook around, stay low, make sure they don't see youCatch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heaterThe devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (Let's go)Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see youPlay with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease youYou won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face youYou won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray youPut your mask on, yeah, they comin' outSoon as they close that door, we just gon' walk downThey say we dead wrong 'cause we knocked him offBut he who got caught lackin', tell that bitch that that's his faultIf we draw down, guns get let offAt all them clowns, including his spouseKept that blick inside my drawersEvery time I walked to DaltonI worked for Tim and sold Cd'sYou throw a diss and you get tossedSay you ain't catch that, cross my name up, ain't no talking (Yeah)If they had a bang-out at the store, from my papa window, I could see it sparkin'But I ain't seen that since Jordan Dixon made some niggas some targetsBig 40, got that shit on me in a stolo, nigga knowin' that it's retardedI spit that shit that cause a massacre at the party, believe thatI said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heaterLook around, stay low, make sure they don't see youCatch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heaterThe devil under your feet, you're on your way to see himStretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see youPlay with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease youYou won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face youYou won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray youWhen I jump out the back, I'ma hit itI'ma aim with the strap at his fittedThrowin' out the murder bags in my cityPlay-by-play while I'm standin' on BillyDirty Drac', take the top off the HemiFully equipped it when we go on a missionTake his face, I ain't showin' no pityClosed case, tell them all good riddanceZombieland where the dogs can scent itSprinter van and we all be in itCatch him first, get a raw percentageIf you want, I put a coffin in itI could get you one from inside my homeI just want to check the bitch out for attendanceTell them niggas I say fuck 'em allAnd I'ma kill all you bitches (That's on your mama, bitch)I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heaterLook around, stay low, make sure they don't see youCatch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heaterThe devil under your feet, you're on your way to see himStretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see youPlay with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease youYou won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face youYou won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray youWho made this shit?)(Taytaymadethebeat)

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