Creeping

[Intro] [Verse 1] Back in the days, when the streetlights flickered, We’d creep through the suburbs, midnight’s quickest snatchers. GTIs parked, Cabrios top-down, no haters, Jettas lined up—prime targets for the takers. Slim jims in hand, popped locks with a grin, Recaro seats ripped out before the cops kicked in. Teardrop wheels, shiny like a diamond chain, Body kits stripped bare, left the frame in the rain. [Chorus] Creepin’, creepin’, ghosts in the shadows creepin’, Steel hearts, cold starts, engines never sleepin’. Recaro treasure, wheels we’d die to keep in, Back when the world was ours, and the law was just seepin’. [Verse 2] Garage lit dim, tools clinkin’ like a b**t, Stripped a Cabriolet—chrome lips, VW heat. Cops on patrol, but we moved like a breeze, Left the shell on cinder blocks, took what we please. Body kits stacked, eBay cash in our jeans, High school rebels, kings of the midnight schemes. Jetta’s guts spilled, dashboards stripped to the bone, Teardrops on the ride, yeah, we made ’em our own. [Bridge] Five-oh lurked, but we slipped through the net, Flashlights chased echoes—never caught us yet. Now those days are gone, but the legend stays true, Creepin’ through memories, chrome gleamin’ in the rearview. [Chorus] Creepin’, creepin’, ghosts in the shadows creepin’, Steel hearts, cold starts, engines never sleepin’. Recaro treasure, wheels we’d die to keep in, Back when the world was ours, and the law was just seepin’. [Outro]