Lil Creap - Slit Throats Lyrics

Keep talkin shit we gon pull up make it click clack
You a fake gangster me and my homies we can fix that
Me against you homie definition of a mismatch
Rappin is my lifestyle you just rapping for the cash
Click clack
Pistol tucked in my pants, got a couple in my backpack
Pull up to your block, and we make the EMS dispatch
We talk our shit, my homie and we aint f*cking quacks
Your disses are jokes, I just sit back and laught
I'm trynna figure out if that was a push or a poke
Wanna keep that marriage secret, then just elope
You think your chick like you, she just sent me og in an envelope
She listened to your disses against me and she just f*cking choked

Keep talkin shit we gon pull up make it click clack
You're a fake gangster me and my homies we can fix that
Me against you homie definition of a mismatch
Rappin is my lifestyle you just rapping for the cash
Click clack

Run up on me, and I will slit your throat
Run up on me, and I will slit your throat
Run up on me, and I will slit your throat
Run up on me, and I will slit your throat
I will, f*cking slit your throat
I will, f*cking slit your throat
I will, f*cking slit your throat
F*cking slit your throat
F*cking slit your throat
F*cking slit your throat
F*cking slit your throat

Keep talkin shit we gon pull up make it click clack
You a fake gangster me and my homies we can fix that
Me against you homie definition of a mismatch
Rappin is my lifestyle you just rapping for the cash
Pistol tucked in my pants, got a couple in my backpack
Pull up to your block, and we make the EMS dispatch
We talk our shit, my homie and we aint f*cking quacks
Your disses are jokes, I just sit back and laught
Just sit back and laugh
Your disses are jokes, I just sit back and laugh
Your disses are jokes, I just sit back and laugh
Just sit back and laugh
Just sit back and laugh
Laugh, laugh, laugh