text: Kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Yeah she used to be your dame but now she sittin on my lap
  Im kreepin, kreepin through the plain where nobody know my name
  Ghostemane take over your brain and make you go insane
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a mag full of hollow tips
  OJ with that .32 will make you smoke
  Think Im kreepin S-O-L-O cause nobody really got your back
  And so they peak one day in front of your face but they got no sack
  Bitch, white Ghoste with a E to E - thats me
  Put a patent on kreep, K, R, double E, P
  Red back in the back of the red Marquis
  I like it messy and so does she
  I pull on the hair while she suckin me clean
  She says Im a dream, she done get the D
  Move these fuck boys cause I keep it low key
  Now Im head to the spot and I eat like a king
  Ghoste of the underground, thats fit me
  With a black tall tee, see the all gold teeth
  Hair long like Im Samurai Jack
  Talkin to Buddha while munchin a cap
  If you aint about this video wrap
  I hope you wont be there to first hear the crack
  You might be thinkin you bringing shit back
  My brain is a murder scene, all the down boys attack
  Kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin, kreepin through the plain, I got a bag full of caps
  Kreepin