“Creepin” is a promotional street single from American rapper Finesse2Tymes.

Lyrics for “Creepin”
Song by Finesse2Tymes:

Intro
Let me see one of y’all lighters, first

Verse 1
I might trick on her and leave her
You a rise and beat her, porn star when I’m on A*****.
I’m a pimp on tequila. Ooh-wee see a skeeter
Ooh-wee she will eat her – .50 in this ARP tho
Don’t give me no Desert Eagle (huh) creep.

Chorus
I’m creeping.
Why everybody sleeping?
I’m thinking, I’m sinking.
Reposado drinking.
Loose-leaf folded.
Boy, you in the way
Turnt up that switch—your a** told him
(Boy get out the streets, you ain’t no s***)

Verse 2
Put up that switch—your a**
Drop the low. Told them pull up
No, I ain’t ducking no wreck

This just ain’t just about no money to me
This just about respect
Say I was talking ’bout the best
Saying smoke and say less—without that makeup
You ain’t s*** b****, you look like a T-Rex.

I pull up new TRX.
Popping s*** is supreme,
And all I smoke is fatality, out of purp, sipping green
My little s*** thick as peanut butter
She the s***, and she mean
She want me take her to a movie
Took that b****, to see scream
Don’t get turned to a meme

Verse 3
Chopper bullets for trolls
He look like Michael Jackson—
I heard, he got shot in the nose
Brand new ARA4; money, cars and h***
My d*** was little at first,
But when she licked it, it grow.

Shot was fire—you froze
Shot was fire—you ran
Boy, you the moist enough king
Go take that s*** off your hand

Shots was fire—you froze
Shot was fire—you ran
Boy, you the moist enough king
Go take that s*** off your hand
(quit playing)

Chorus
I’m creeping.
Why everybody sleeping?
I’m thinking, I’m sinking.
Reposado drinking.
Loose-leaf folded.
Boy, you in the way
Turnt up that switch—your a** told him
(Boy get out the streets, you ain’t no s***)

Verse 4
Posted my location ’cause he said he goin’ to rob ’em
No time for arguing, you battling abours
Supposed to squash that s*** with bag
Obviously he was flying.
F*** your baby mama
Rowan told her send me to Mars.

I did not need a chorus,
Do not need a feature
Try to bring Memphis together
You can’t join them, then beat them
You can’t beat them, then sneak them
You can’t sneak them, delete them
And if my b**** catch me cheating,
I’ma trick on her and eat them. (huh)

Hello? What’s up?

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.
Look—check this out
I just left the bank. I got about 2:30 on me
Con follow me all the way to the house
Look, when I hit the block—
When I hit the block,
I need you and brother to get on 19.
Tear that m*********** up.

You ready?
Alright, here I come.
Let’s go. Let’s go.

Hey.

Chorus
I’m creeping
Why everybody sleeping?
I’m thinking, I’m sinking.
Reposado drinking
Loose knee folded
Boy, you in the way
Turnt up that switch—your a** told him
(Boy get out the streets, you ain’t no s***)

Speaking Outro
How grandma open that junk back in the day.
Get how we live, man.
I s****** that mother—.

I’m shining though. I’m shining.
I’m a young shiner with the can over, yeah.
I’ve always s****** a m***********
with that
I ain’t do—
I’m going to – f*** you: Watch this

Wait till I—
Wait till I loop it.
Wait. Wait. Yeah.
Wait till I crop that b****.
I ain’t saying s*** Watch this

I’m hard. I’m one of a kind
I’m telling you—watch this
Watch how I’m talking about with the grand

Okay