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Creed
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Rap
Creed was released on December 20, 2023 by Alamo as a part of the album 2 Slippery
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Release DateDecember 20, 2023
LabelAlamo
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bossman Dlow
Bossman Dlow
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante McCreary
Devante McCreary
Songwriter
Ian Chow
Ian Chow
Songwriter
Nathaniel Ball
Nathaniel Ball
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
x9beatz
x9beatz
Producer
Nate B
Nate B
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
****
Yeah
[Chorus]
My motherfuckin' wrist on froze, shit on ski (Bling)
I might pull somethin' off the lot, give me my keys
I gotta call the bank and order fifty G's (Fifty G's)
Have fifty bands in twenties for me please (Please, baby)
He been in the streets, why the fuck he ain't got no cheese? (Fuck)
This an AMG, why you think I ain't gon' speed? (Yoom)
'Fore I punt these bags, I spray on some Creed (Pew, pew, pew)
I'm really in the field, still got on my cleats (****)
[Verse 1]
Mr. I Don't Care 'Bout the Price, go 'head, get it, baby (Get it, baby)
You fuck me, I'll take you shopping, I ain't trippin', baby
Huh, I'm that **** poppin', I'm the littest, baby
Bein' broke ain't an option, let's get chicken, baby
Pulled up Lamb' truck, I got the fuckin' block jumpin'
I'm shiftin' on them crackers, 12 can't stop nothin' (No)
Pulled up with my pockets on—
Pulled up with my pocket lookin' like I robbed somethin'
He folded when them crackers came, he wasn't built for that
I wouldn't tell them crackers a thing, I'm too real for that (Facts)
I'ma show my ass, I'm with the fuck shit (****)
Bitch, I got a bag, ho, I'm drug rich (****)
Apply that pressure, that's how I'm comin' (Yeah)
Police pull me, I'ma gun it (Yeah)
She wanna fuck me with her friend, if she like it, then I love it (Come here, baby)
I got them racks on me in public (Racks)
You can't cuff me, bitch, I'm buggin' (Don't)
Ain't tryna lay up, bitch, I'm dunkin' (No)
[Chorus]
My motherfuckin' wrist on froze, shit on ski (Bling)
I might pull somethin' off the lot, give me my keys
I gotta call the bank and order fifty G's (Fifty G's)
Have fifty bands in twenties for me please (Please, baby)
He been in the streets, why the fuck he ain't got no cheese? (Fuck)
This an AMG, why you think I ain't gon' speed? (Yoom)
'Fore I punt these bags, I spray on some Creed (Pew, pew, pew)
I'm really in the field, still got on my cleats (****)
Written by: Devante McCreary, Ian Chow, Nathaniel Ball
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