Jeepers Creepers Video (MV)

(High gon' sneak up on me, I ain't been in Jeepers Creepers)
Uh, Dolo, uh
(Don't creep up on them killers, they gon' hit you with that sweeper)
F*ck outta here
That high gon' sneak up on me, I ain't been in Jeepers Creepers
Don't creep up on them killers, they gon' hit you with that sweeper
She sucked a nigga soul, so now I call that bitch the reaper
I dig inside that pussy, she like Dolo go in deeper
I been putting in work, I been out in the field
You niggas pretenders, ain't none of y'all real
Creep up on your hoe, give your main bitch the chills
She begging to ride me, she want all the thrills
I ain't from the streets, I came off of them hills, my cup is too full I just hope it don't spill
I give you the finger, the f*ck how you feel
I'm dolo for life, yeah you know what's the deal
You know the deal, yeah you know what hannenin
I stay around trees, I may go build a cabin
That hoe be on go, stretch her out like elastic
ATM visits, that check yeah I cash it, I get in that pussy, I'm in that I smash it
You ain't put in so now why would I pass it?
You ain't no bitch so no we not matching, I give her a pill now that bitch gon' get nasty
Oh, I'm doing my thing, don't worry 'bout that
I step on you niggas how I do the mat
We pull up bout beef, won't pull a four flat
I'm rushing a quarter, I'm all 'bout the sack
Don't stress on no hoe, can't go out like that
Your plug ain't on shit, he got mid and you taxed
Creep in the night, she pull up and get freaky
Tip toe out that door, yeah we love to be sneaky
That high gon' sneak up on me, I ain't been in Jeepers Creepers
Don't creep up on them killers, they gon' hit you with that sweeper
She sucked a nigga soul so now I call that bitch the reaper
I dig inside that pussy, she like Dolo go in deeper
That high gon' sneak up on me, I ain't been in Jeepers Creepers
Don't creep up on them killers, they gon' hit you with that sweeper
She sucked a nigga soul so now I call that bitch the reaper
I dig inside that pussy, she like Dolo go in deeper
I been putting in work, I been out in the field
You niggas pretenders, ain't none of y'all real
Creep up on your hoe, give your main bitch the chills
She begging to ride me, she want all the thrills
I ain't from the streets, I came off of them hills
My cup is too full I just hope it don't spill
I give you the finger, the f*ck how you feel
I'm dolo for life, yeah you know what's the deal