Summon em up a bitch so they know what it's like f*cking
Say you got a dozen hoes but you really got nothing
Blood comes first got that shit right from my cousin
Yeah the same one blunt puffin lit up like an oven
Motherf*ckers on that snitching shit the moment that I'm stealing shit
I'm slanging on the block I gotta quit this dealing shit
Lines formulated paint a picture like mosaics
Bitch you staying same, archaic, all your shit is so outdated
Can't keep it in so I really gotta say it
All you sound the f*cking same you're never ever gonna make it
And you sound like primadonnas with the same old petty drama
Got a lot of f*cking nerve you're talking shit when you not oughta
Going too fast lemme slow down for you
Know I quit taking meds got schizo paranoia
North and South bred let a f*cker double dip
I prefer writing lyrics I can't f*ck with mumble shit
Stuck at the bottom while I'm going puff puff
Smoking like we're in a race hate the shit that I huff
No I never stop I can't ever get enough
Bitch I'm creeping out the cut my hands are stained and made in blood
YCK - Creeping Out the Cut Lyrics
YCK - Creeping Out the Cut Lyrics
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Summon em up a bitch so they know what it's like f*cking
Say you got a dozen hoes but you really got nothing
Blood comes first got that shit right from my cousin
Yeah the same one blunt puffin lit up like an oven
Motherf*ckers on that snitching shit the moment that I'm stealing shit
I'm slanging on the block I gotta quit this dealing shit
Lines formulated paint a picture like mosaics
Bitch you staying same, archaic, all your shit is so outdated
Can't keep it in so I really gotta say it
All you sound the f*cking same you're never ever gonna make it
And you sound like primadonnas with the same old petty drama
Got a lot of f*cking nerve you're talking shit when you not oughta
Going too fast lemme slow down for you
Know I quit taking meds got schizo paranoia
North and South bred let a f*cker double dip
I prefer writing lyrics I can't f*ck with mumble shit
Stuck at the bottom while I'm going puff puff
Smoking like we're in a race hate the shit that I huff
No I never stop I can't ever get enough
Bitch I'm creeping out the cut my hands are stained and made in blood
Say you got a dozen hoes but you really got nothing
Blood comes first got that shit right from my cousin
Yeah the same one blunt puffin lit up like an oven
Motherf*ckers on that snitching shit the moment that I'm stealing shit
I'm slanging on the block I gotta quit this dealing shit
Lines formulated paint a picture like mosaics
Bitch you staying same, archaic, all your shit is so outdated
Can't keep it in so I really gotta say it
All you sound the f*cking same you're never ever gonna make it
And you sound like primadonnas with the same old petty drama
Got a lot of f*cking nerve you're talking shit when you not oughta
Going too fast lemme slow down for you
Know I quit taking meds got schizo paranoia
North and South bred let a f*cker double dip
I prefer writing lyrics I can't f*ck with mumble shit
Stuck at the bottom while I'm going puff puff
Smoking like we're in a race hate the shit that I huff
No I never stop I can't ever get enough
Bitch I'm creeping out the cut my hands are stained and made in blood
Writer: YCK, Bryan Lewis
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