Steve-O Creep - Mag Dump

Tryin to tell em
I'm givin'
No fuck about anyone
Wanna come get
It with me
Moonlight creep
Hide and seek
Hollow tips and
Burnin meat
Shoot em and send em
To heaven or hell
Homicide or
Missin' persons
Man it's fuckin'
Hard to tell
Glorify the gore
I
Keep the gun dealer
In business
This song sound like
Gremlin shit
I'm choppin' up a witness
I stay on fuck forgiveness
Seen him in person
Had nothing to say
Pistol I'm packing was
Itchin' to spray
Chasin that nigga
He runnin' away
He leakin' I'm laughin'
It's always the same
Set up chick
Cleanin' all up
On a nigga gun
She said you do
This for fun
Askin creep you
Lost your mind
You wanna fuck me
With your 9
See we do this
All the time
She suck a nigga dick
On a drive by
On Creeps
Ar one five
12 gauge
Four five
Sk
Ak
Kel tec 9
223
Police never catch me
556
Nigga dyin' like a bitch
Glock with a switch
Left your homie
In a ditch
Midwest grime
Nigga midwest mind
Mag dump
I'm the reason that they
Run and hide
El
Fentanyl and gang
Members
Killin' in the night

Written by:
Steven Reese

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