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Jeepers Kreepers (feat. Krash) lyrics

Performer TFE Sheedo

Jeepers Kreepers (feat. Krash) song lyrics by TFE Sheedo official

Jeepers Kreepers (feat. Krash) is a song in English

Palm angels on my back, but you know I rock with demons
Get this freaky little thot, trying to eat all of my semen
If I catch that boy in public, bet this chopper would delete him
I pop straight out that cut, like my name jeepers creepers
Halloween, masked up, drac tucked, best believe it
No face, no case, you play, you gon' feel it
And you betters know I keep a tool like my name is Felix
And I been dreaming of getting money since I was a fetus
Talking wreckless like he want smoke, but ain't tryna meet up
And this H windows tinted so you can't even see us
We be dripping in designer so you know he want to be us
I ain't really like Nike, but I tryna get a check
And if a pussy violate, then he gotta get select
Get some niggas serving pedigree, but ain't work for the vet
And I tryna get rich so I could hop off of them jets
And you know I drip or drown, yeah I stay making a mess
And when I bounce up in the place, know I jiggy off the lean
And I ain't even tryna talk, if I clutching on that flame
And I don't know what you doing if you ain't rolling off a bean
30 shots out this chop, knock a nigga out his glory
All blue faces, yeah, my money look like Dory
In this whip switching lanes, like my nickname is Tory
And I on demon time, like I is my brother Sheed
And I only want the cash, 'cause I is a money fiend
And when is time to re-up, best believe we does stain
And this wockhardt get me tripping, 'lone lean up in my cup
Get rich or die trying, best believe we going up
Palm angels on my back, but you know I rock with demons
Get this freaky little thot, trying to eat all of my semen
If I catch that boy in public, bet this chopper would delete him
I pop straight out that cut, like my name jeepers creepers
Halloween, masked up, drac tucked, best believe it
No face, no case, you play, you gon' feel it
And you betters know I keep a tool like my name is Felix
And I been dreaming of getting money since I was a fetus
Even if we was some shoes, niggas can't even feel us
And I booted off the meds, sky high, I ain't get no ceilings
And I in the cut, posted up like my name was jeepers creepers
Spit some heat any day, just breaking up your speakers
And little bitch, we can't kick it 'cause I do not play fifa
Putting meds in my Sprite, 'lone dirty in the liter
And the opps be hella bogus, they be wifing all the sneezers
And I ain't want to go to hell but I tryna cop a demon
Tryna slide in a hellcat but I ain't even cop it yet
Bigging up the team with pride, TFE that be my set
And I ain't gon' be accomplished 'til I put VV's around my neck
Buy my people some big homes and travel in a private jet
Just leaving it to timing, watch the plot I tryna sketch
Tryna bounce out with that big chop and a tec wit some
Palm angels on my back, but you know I rock with demons
Get this freaky little thot, trying to eat all of my semen
If I catch that boy in public, bet this chopper would delete him
I pop straight out that cut, like my name jeepers creepers
Halloween, masked up, drac tucked, best believe it
No face, no case, you play, you gon' feel it
And you betters know I keep a tool like my name is Felix
And I been dreaming of getting money since I was a fetus
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Nikolas Burrows, Rasheed Dewar
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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