Creeping Lyrics – Hammo
Singer: Hammo
Title: Creeping
Whipping in the foreign
Got a bad b#tch in my seat
Coughing up a ton of lung
With some blood
And her tongue
Screaming f#ck police
As we speeding on the 101
Drivers off the lean
With some Juice and some henny
In the back seat with some friends
Call them Jay and Kane
When I’m back in my lane, yeah
You gone run astray
Jumping in the mosh pit
Hit a b#tch up on her lip
With the bullet and the clip
One for you, one for me b#tch
Pack of cigs
Call her lit
When I’m off a f#cking tip
b#tch I’m pulling everyone
On the run
Cause I’m done
Bloody feet
Call me weak
I’m the one to f#cking bleed
Bury me
Look at me
Six feet down underneath
Yeah, Ay
Where I’m going I’m in deep
I just wanna f#cking sleep
Break a window and then leave
Skull shatter
Cut myself up on my sleeve
Thoughts up in my head
Cut your throat
Leave you dead
Leaving be
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