Creepin' [feat. Metro Boomin, The Weeknd and 21 Savage] (Remix|Explicit)

(Remix|Explicit) - Diddy/Metro Boomin/The Weeknd/21 Savage

(Remix|Explicit) - Diddy/Metro Boomin/The Weeknd/21 Savage

Lyrics by：Chauncey Lamont Hawkins/Eithne Ni Bhraonain/Erick Sermon/Mario Winans/Michael Jones/Nicky Ryan/Parrish Smith/Roma Ryan

Composed by：Chauncey Lamont Hawkins/Eithne Ni Bhraonain/Erick Sermon/Mario Winans/Michael Jones/Nicky Ryan/Parrish Smith/Roma Ryan

Produced by：Metro Boomin/DaHeala/Johan Lenox/Peter Lee Johnson

Yeah thought you'd never leave me

Just can't believe this man

Metro Boomin want some more nigga

Bad Boy

Somebody said they saw you

The person you were kissing wasn't me

And I would never ask you

I just kept it to myself

I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me keep it on the low

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

And if you creepin' please don't let it show

Oh baby I don't wanna know

I think about it when I hold you

When lookin' in your eyes I can't believe

And I don't need to know the truth

Baby keep it to yourself

I don't wanna know

Ayo come on

They ain't real then they ain't Puff

Ain't a place in this world that my feet ain't touch

I got visions that cost millions and make billions

Baby girl we can make love and make trillions

Damn baby you my curse and my crush

I'd walk to the ends of the earth for your touch

Ride for you cry for you die for you

Never gon' say "Goodbye" to you

Never lie to you

Life ain't perfect we just live it

**** what they say we did we just did it

I'm the DeLeón sipper bad ***** getter

With the top down screamin' out "**** them niggas"

I don't wanna know

Did he touch you better than me

Touch you better than me

Did he watch you fall asleep

Watch you fall asleep

Did you show him all those things

That you used to do to me

Yeah

If you're better off that way

Better off that way

There ain't more that I can say

More that I can say

Just go on and do your thing and don't come back to me

Come on

Woah woah woah 21

Yeah 21

Had me crushin' I was cuffin' like the precinct

Come on

How you go from housewife to a sneaky link

Come on

Got you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and Rovers

Yeah

Girl you used to ride in the rinky dink

Come on

I'm the one put you in Eliantte

On God

Fashion Nova model I put you on the runway

On God

You was rockin' Coach bags got you Chane'-ne'

Side ***** in Frisco I call her my Bay-bae

21

I got a girl but I still feel alone

On God

If you playin' me that mean my home ain't home

On God

Havin' nightmares of goin' through your phone

21

Can't even record you got me out my zone

I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me keep it on the low

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

And if you creepin' please don't let it show

Oh baby I don't wanna know

If you're playin' me keep it on the low

Metro Boomin

'Cause my heart can't take it anymore

21

And if you creepin' please don't let it show

The Weeknd

Oh baby I don't wanna know

Bad Boy

If you creepin' just don't let me find out

On God

Get a hotel never bring 'em to the house

On God let's go

If you're better off that way

Baby all that I can say

If you're gonna do your thing

Then don't come back to me