| Bm | G A | Bm | G A || Bm | G A | Bm | G A | [Chorus]Bm G A I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heaterBm G A Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see youBm G A Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heaterBm G A The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (Let's go)Bm G A Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see youBm G A Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease youBm G A You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face youBm G A You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you [Verse 1]Bm G A Put your mask on, yeah, they comin' outBm G A Soon as they close that door, we just gon' walk downBm G A They say we dead wrong 'cause we knocked him offBm G A But he who got caught lackin', tell that girl that that's his faultBm If we draw down, guns get let offG A At all them clowns, including his spouseBm Kept that blick inside my drawersG A Every time I walked to DaltonBm I worked for Tim and sold CD'sG A You throw a diss and you get tossedBm G Say you ain't catch that, cross my name up, ain't no talking (Yeah)A Bm G A If they had a bang-out at the store, from my papa window, I could see it sparkin'Bm G But I ain't seen that since Jordan Dixon made some people some targetsA Bm G A Big 40, got that hit on me in a stolo, they gon' know that it's retardedBm G A I spit that hit that cause a massacre at the party, believe that [Chorus]Bm G A I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heaterBm G A Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see youBm G A Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heaterBm G A The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see himBm G A Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see youBm G A Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease youBm G A You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face youBm G A You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you [Verse 2]Bm When I jump out the back, I'ma hit itG I'ma aim with the strap at his fittedA Bm Throwin' out the murder bags in my cityG Play-by-play while I'm standin' on BillyA Bm Dirty Drac', take the top off the HemiG Fully equipped it when we go on a missionA Bm Take his face, I ain't showin' no pityG Closed case, tell them all good riddanceA Bm Zombieland where the dogs can scent itA Sprinter van and we all be in itBm Catch him first, get a raw percentageG If you want, I put a coffin in itBm I could get you one from inside my homeA I just want to check the hitch out for attendanceDm Tell them people I say slap 'em allG And I'ma kill all you bitches (That's on your mama, bitch) [Chorus]Bm G A I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heaterBm G A Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see youBm G A Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heaterBm G A The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see himBm G A Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see youBm G A Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease youBm G A You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face youBm G A You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you [Outro]| Bm | G A | Bm | G A || Bm | G A | Bm | G A |
Right Foot Creep
YoungBoy Never Broke Again (NBA YoungBoy)
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