Crawlin (feat. Krunchie) Video (MV)

(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Yeah lemme get a uh, Czupreme with extra sauce)
New girl drop it low like she got applebottom jeans and furry boots
Steppin off the runway for another photoshoot
Baby you a star, im just tryna make a movie
Girl dont check the price, just swipe my card and hit approve
Czupreme with extra sauce, ha, dont get it confused
Pop out in some blue suede red bottom shoes
She said she like my style, I said girl I like yours too
Said "Ill make you feel good", I said baby girl prove it
They asked "Are you a singer or a rapper?"
Bitch Im both.
And I produced every single damn song that I wrote
If you call me lame, ha thats a funny joke (ha ha ha ha)
They saying that white boy cold, bitch Im froze
I dont got no opps cuz I done stuck to the code
How the f*ck Ima rob you if you already broke?
I aint never gon stop, Im always ready to go
Takin off to the top, and Im on final approach
Im lookin so fly, bitch why you try to clip my wings?
Gettin so high, I ended up in outer space
Aint got the time for all your little mind games
Dont you dare try to come crawlin back to me
Lets have a party (whoo!), turn up the bass
If you werent invited, get the f*ck up out my place
You moved on, now I dont wanna see your face
Dont you dare try to come crawlin back to me
Had to cut some people out cuz they was cancers
Yeah you made your decision, now own that shit and man up
Dont be callin back, cuz I aint gon answer
Stand up
Dont be crawlin back once I get my bands up
Errbody in the building put your hands up
Its time to party
Turn that shit up, f*ck them neighbors
We aint sorry
I got this bitch wetter than uncooked calamari
No never dont play no games
Aint never had an atari
In the jungle safari
Im a liger, Im a king
Lookin for a job
Come get hired on the team
Prolly look sober, I bet Im higher than I seem
Im way too fly, bitch you could never clip my wings
She got a donkey
At the party Im tryna pin that tail down
T-pain tryna get to you and that monkey
Im creepin girl you wanna slide
Take a ride with me
If you vibe with me
Let me give you thigh hickeys
And roll up and get high with me
Im lookin so fly, bitch why you try to clip my wings?
Gettin so high, I ended up in outer space
Aint got the time for all your little mind games
Dont you dare try to come crawlin back to me
Lets have a party (whoo!), turn up the bass
If you werent invited, get the f*ck up out my place
You moved on, now I dont wanna see your face
Dont you dare try to come crawlin back to me
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)
(Creepin, crawlin)