[Chorus]
Creep up on him and no fair warning ain’t no rules and war
I’ve got standards I’ve got morals gets that money raise the bar
N***as don’t want friendly bitches too much drama and that’s law
If you gon' take it there then take it there make sure you take it far
Creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em
Creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em
Creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em
Creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em
Creep up on 'em, creep up on 'em

[Verse 1]
I’ve been waiting around the corner at your mama's house in dark
If he don't bring that pressure to you comfort zone then he not raw
Half you n***as accidental murders an that's at fault
If you see who flush your dawg
Broad day them an that's law
An I'm raw
Don't have no flaw
Flush your lil dawg
It ain't my fault
You n***as smoking on regular
Hope you don't think that I'm scared of you
Bitch why you always want argue unhuh
Ext ext
Beef ain't never over with it's just calm down
The barrel on the carbon it get hot let it warm down
Money still flowing in n***a with the bank closed
Hit him up on Sycamore finish him on Plank Road