LATE NIGHT CREEPING

LATE NIGHT CREEPIN’

OA on the Mic [ Explicit Trap Freestyle]

Late-night creepin’, we runnin’ up a check,

Your baby mama on me, she ain't showin’ respect,

She ate me up for dinner, now she want me for dessert,

Money on the table, got ’em goin’ berserk.

Late night, late night, we don't get no sleep,

Your baby mama callin’, got her secrets to keep,

Ran up a check, now we flexin’, no stress,

She said, “One more time,” I said, “Say less!”

Late Night Creepin’ — OA on the mic!

I just had your baby mama eat me up for dinner, she was on her knees Begging for this "D". I told her she gotta say please.

Late-night creepin’, yeah, we runnin’ up the figures,

She let me beat on her chest, "put the game to the test",

Now she hittin’ my line like, “OA, you the best!”

Late night, late night, creepin’ on the low,

What happens after midnight, ain't nobody gotta know,

Money keep callin’, got a bag to collect,

She said she want the real, I said, “Baby, say less!”

Late-night creepin’, we runnin’ up a check,

Your baby mama on me, she ain't showin’ respect,

She ate me up for dinner, now she want me for dessert,

Money on the table, got ’em goin’ berserk.

Late night, late night, we don't get no sleep,

Your baby mama callin’, got her secrets to keep,

Ran up a check, now we flexin’, no stress,

She said, “One more time,” I said, “Say less!”

Late Night Creepin’ — OA on the mic!

Black truck slidin’, got the whole thing tinted,

Speakers in the back, she feels the bass when i ran up in it.

She said she like my style, said my whole flow different,

Got the whole room jumpin’ every time I spit it.

Phone on silent, we ain't leavin’ no trace,

He keep talkin’ big, but he can't take my place,

She like a little danger, while she's riding my throttle, she said she likes my style. The whole thing different the way I flow on the beat got her. Eating my meat. Got her legs to the side. While I slide on in.

Bassline knockin" when we twistin’ in the bed.

I ain't makin’ promises I can't keep,

I'm just keepin’ it real player, let the game run deep,

Your baby mama on me, she,keep coming back like i'm her "favorite flavor".

One dip of the chocolate, now she hooked on OA, player!

Late-night creepin’! (Creep!)

Big-bag schemin’! (Bag!)

Phone keep ringin’!

We ain't sayin’ a thing!

Late-night creepin’! (Creep!)

Whole team eatin’! (Eat!)

Ran up that check!

Now we back on the scene!

Late-night creepin’, we runnin’ up a check,

She let me beat on her chest, put the game to the test,

Now she hittin’ my line like, “OA, you the best!”

OA on the mic — say less!