Big Steppa
Here with another one
Hey turn me up JT
Hey turn me up JT
I want these people to feel me
You feel me
Hahaha
Man, I'm 'bout to get the fuck out this shit
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
If a nigga play with me, I bet that nigga meet the devil
Riding round my city getting paper
No time for no thot see you later
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
All these diamonds round my neck you know they blinding
And all this ice up on my bezel perfect timing
And when you see me on the block just know I'm grinding
I make it drip ok, I keep a clip ok
I let it rip ok
Hollow tip to his face
I be counting hundreds like I make that shit
Ain't got no time for hoe I just break that bitch
Like bounce bounce bounce bounce
When we see them niggas
We gone smoke em like an ounce
Big pockets full of them racks I can't count
Laughing to the bank watch me clear out the account
Like owwwwww what these niggas talking bout
I got a lot of paper I can't hear they mouth
Like owwwww what they talking 'bout I got a lot of paper
I can't hear they mouth baby
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
If a nigga play with me, I bet that nigga meet the devil
Riding round my city getting paper
No time for no thot see you later
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
All these diamonds round my neck you know they blinding
And all this ice up on my bezel perfect timing
And when you see me on the block just know I'm grinding
I got big racks, I tote big gacks
These are big facts
Play and get yo brain whacked
I'm a kingpin bet not get my chain snatched
And if a nigga try I bet they bring his head back
I keep a Glock, ok
Whole lotta rocks, ok
These hoes gone flock, ok
I am that Nigga they say
Car same color as grapes
My shoes Givency ok
These streets is tricky ain't nobody out here safe
You better keep one on you
On you
You better keep one on you on you
Cause if you don't then these streets gonna eat you nigga
And it's a jungle everybody in they feelings
Cause if you don't then these streets gonna kill you nigga
And it's a jungle everybody in they feelings
Let's go
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
If a nigga play with me, I bet that nigga meet the devil
Riding round my city getting paper
No time for no thot see you later
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
All these diamonds round my neck you know they blinding
And all this ice up on my bezel perfect timing
And when you see me on the block just know I'm grinding
Hey turn me up JT
Hey turn me up JT
I want these people to feel me
You feel me
Hahaha
Man, I'm 'bout to get the fuck out this shit
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
If a nigga play with me, I bet that nigga meet the devil
Riding round my city getting paper
No time for no thot see you later
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
All these diamonds round my neck you know they blinding
And all this ice up on my bezel perfect timing
And when you see me on the block just know I'm grinding
I make it drip ok, I keep a clip ok
I let it rip ok
Hollow tip to his face
I be counting hundreds like I make that shit
Ain't got no time for hoe I just break that bitch
Like bounce bounce bounce bounce
When we see them niggas
We gone smoke em like an ounce
Big pockets full of them racks I can't count
Laughing to the bank watch me clear out the account
Like owwwwww what these niggas talking bout
I got a lot of paper I can't hear they mouth
Like owwwww what they talking 'bout I got a lot of paper
I can't hear they mouth baby
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
If a nigga play with me, I bet that nigga meet the devil
Riding round my city getting paper
No time for no thot see you later
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
All these diamonds round my neck you know they blinding
And all this ice up on my bezel perfect timing
And when you see me on the block just know I'm grinding
I got big racks, I tote big gacks
These are big facts
Play and get yo brain whacked
I'm a kingpin bet not get my chain snatched
And if a nigga try I bet they bring his head back
I keep a Glock, ok
Whole lotta rocks, ok
These hoes gone flock, ok
I am that Nigga they say
Car same color as grapes
My shoes Givency ok
These streets is tricky ain't nobody out here safe
You better keep one on you
On you
You better keep one on you on you
Cause if you don't then these streets gonna eat you nigga
And it's a jungle everybody in they feelings
Cause if you don't then these streets gonna kill you nigga
And it's a jungle everybody in they feelings
Let's go
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
If a nigga play with me, I bet that nigga meet the devil
Riding round my city getting paper
No time for no thot see you later
Big Steppa, Big Steppa
All these diamonds round my neck you know they blinding
And all this ice up on my bezel perfect timing
And when you see me on the block just know I'm grinding
Credits
Writer(s): Keantwon Lamar Bonnett
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