Unofficial Bombing

[Chorus: Creepy Sweet]

[Verse 1: Jon Jumper]
I found myself up in some
You a fucking idiot if you wanna beat me
A lot of people saying that they gonna run up on me
Good luck fighting some shit that you can even see, G, yeah
I've been away for too long, now I'm back though
Discovered a couple knives that's in my back, bro
I don't eat Big Macs though but I had a heart attack
Cause my numbers going down, [?]
What's up with that shit?

[Chorus: Creepy Sweet]

[Verse 2: Roxie Love]
Getting judged like a felony for living out my destiny
Bitches say I'm too aggressive when they high-key testing me
I cook like Betty Crocker that's not why I got the recipe
These motherfucking straps the only thing I need protecting me
You can rest in peace, if we beef that's definite
Bitches be afraid of me like, swear to god I ain't said that shit
Take a hit, you know the deal
Younger days I had to steal
Now I'm getting hella clout
Now my heart is made of steel

[Chorus: Creepy Sweet]

[Verse 3: LyteSpeed]
Walk up in here like Rawr XD bitch
I'm smoking on that Molly none of that ecstasy shit
It better be premium or I'm not [?] ever Beezer
[?], bitch, it finna be the death of me
And I'm bombing like it's Gotham
And I'm harder than [?]
Pull a locket
Out my pocket
Cock it back and your on ass
Smoking right I hope you die [?]
Roxie, Wes, and Jon Jumper
Creepy Sweet while we on this beat
I'ma kill you in your sleep aye