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Creature Lyrics By Pop Smoke Featuring Swae Lee

    pop smoke swae lee
    shoutout 808melo ooh grrt
    yeah ooh
    woo woo ooh shut this shit down
    yeah yeah
    yeah yeah yeah

    swae lee pop smoke
    run uponit ooh bahyou know i’m on it oohbah
    the drank on me ooh woo draggin’ my feet ooh
    hop in that whip ooh i’m ’bout to see you ooh
    i’m like a creature ooh huh i’m on the creep ooh

    swae lee
    if i don’t get all of my chips i can’t leave just yet yeah
    get that top then i dip i’ma leave her wet yeah
    i put plates on my neck like tectonics ooh
    i put plates on my whip it’s a rocket ship rocket
    sip drank on hypnotic ayy
    you know our lil’ nigga gon’ pop shit ooh
    louis my body ayy
    that be why shawty is clockin’ me clockin’ me ooh
    i don’t owe no apology
    i’m everywhere that the dollar be dollar be ooh
    i don’t owe no apology
    i’m gettin’ the money you know my philosophy ooh

    pop smoke
    look bend her over blow her back out bow
    bend her over pull her tracks out bow
    she know the woo make her tap out woo
    i really live what i rap ’bout woo
    i remember them days in the trap house
    yeah it got real in the trap house
    i went and did some time in the jail
    because i’d rather take the fast route grrt grrt bow
    if you wanna make bets then i’m open up td
    she like papi all i got is citi
    i’m like fuck it come give me head woo
    i back out and nut on her titty
    ayy huh she say i’m a dog so i’m chasin’ her kitty woo
    light up the smoke like a dutch in the city
    i keep two in the head we gon’ catch him like ricky uh
    man down
    throw the piece to my bro that’s a hand down brrt brrt
    poppin’ shit on the lot make him camp out
    he was twirlin’ back then he a fan now woo
    i keep nothin’ but blues in these pants now woo
    rubber band for these racks and these bands now blues
    we keep sticks and these drums like a band now grrt
    my new bitch exotic exotic
    my new bitch exotic exotic
    you ain’t poppin’ stop it nah
    fresh as fuck no stylist no stylist uh
    niggas stealin’ styles jackin’ jockin’ jockin’
    this watch don’t do tick tockin’ nah
    niggas know how we rockin’ woo
    0k for amiri’s and that’s for the jeans that’s for the jeans
    the money was dirty i got into rapping and now this shit clean now this shit clean
    woo woo now i’m on the scene
    i made her tap out i know that this dick turned the bitch to a fiend

    swae lee
    run up on it ooh you know i’m on it ooh
    the drank on me ooh draggin’ my feet ooh
    hop in that whip ooh i’m ’bout to see you ooh
    i’m like a creature ooh i’m on the creep ooh
    you know i’m on it ooh
    the drank on me ooh draggin’ my feet ooh
    hop in that whip ooh i’m ’bout to see you ooh
    i’m like a creature ooh i’m on the creep ooh

    swae lee
    we livin’ life don’t panic
    she love the life don’t panic
    before the grave turn the money to ashes
    i just fucked on an actress yeah
    muthafuckas start scattering
    all the paper start to scatter hey
    i be doin’ all that cashin’ in yeah
    i be doin’ all that bashin’ ayy

    swae lee pop smoke
    run up on it ooh bah you know i’m on it ooh bah
    the drank on me ooh woo draggin’ my feet ooh
    hop in that whip ooh i’m ’bout to see you ooh
    i’m like a creature ooh huh i’m on the creep ayy grrt grrt bah
    you know i’m on it ooh
    the drank on me ooh draggin’ my feet ooh
    hop in that whip ooh i’m ’bout to see you ooh
    i’m like a creature ooh i’m on the creep ayy grrt grrt bah

    Artist: Pop Smoke Featuring Swae Lee

    Year: 2020

    Decade: 20s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 420