Steez 2020
I do my best I'm here for the throne
You get no respect stop calling me bro
I don't need the stress I'm chasing the dough
They want me to rest I'm telling them no
You just want to flex I hate it the most
I'm passing the test no time for the hoes
We cashing the checks you like being broke
Why settle for less a long way to go
If you want to press I laugh at a joke
No need for a vest my head in a scope
I'm coming up next and you going home
Don't fuck with my X I'm here for the O's
I miss her to death I feel so alone
She giving me neck I'm cutting your throat
I load up the tec I'm ready to blow
My life is a wreck I already know
Woah
Woah
Bitch I do the fuckin dash
Rob yo shit don't need a mask
Forty in my pocket stash
Shout lovell I made it last
Bitch you know I pull up fast
Take a seat or pay the cash
Two two three I cock it blast
Better bring the body bag
Beam look good with the rims on it
Bitch look good with my kids on it
Seven one six gon' sleep on it
Could give two fucks I been done it
Boy can't talk with my glock in it
Bitch can't talk with my cock in it
Uzi gang we put shots in it
Take yo bitch I hop in it then I
Bitch I do the fuckin dash
Rob yo shit don't need a mask
Forty in my pocket stash
Shout lovell I made it last
Bitch you know I pull up fast
Take a seat or pay the cash
Two two three I cock it blast
Better bring the body bag
S-T-E-E-Z on that bitch
If you ain't fuckin bout it
Then keep your mouth up out it saying
S-T-E-E-Z on that bitch
Cause you don't fuckin want it
So stay the fuck up out it yeah
You get no respect stop calling me bro
I don't need the stress I'm chasing the dough
They want me to rest I'm telling them no
You just want to flex I hate it the most
I'm passing the test no time for the hoes
We cashing the checks you like being broke
Why settle for less a long way to go
If you want to press I laugh at a joke
No need for a vest my head in a scope
I'm coming up next and you going home
Don't fuck with my X I'm here for the O's
I miss her to death I feel so alone
She giving me neck I'm cutting your throat
I load up the tec I'm ready to blow
My life is a wreck I already know
Woah
Woah
Bitch I do the fuckin dash
Rob yo shit don't need a mask
Forty in my pocket stash
Shout lovell I made it last
Bitch you know I pull up fast
Take a seat or pay the cash
Two two three I cock it blast
Better bring the body bag
Beam look good with the rims on it
Bitch look good with my kids on it
Seven one six gon' sleep on it
Could give two fucks I been done it
Boy can't talk with my glock in it
Bitch can't talk with my cock in it
Uzi gang we put shots in it
Take yo bitch I hop in it then I
Bitch I do the fuckin dash
Rob yo shit don't need a mask
Forty in my pocket stash
Shout lovell I made it last
Bitch you know I pull up fast
Take a seat or pay the cash
Two two three I cock it blast
Better bring the body bag
S-T-E-E-Z on that bitch
If you ain't fuckin bout it
Then keep your mouth up out it saying
S-T-E-E-Z on that bitch
Cause you don't fuckin want it
So stay the fuck up out it yeah
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Writer(s): Nic Steez
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