Stepping

Fucking money up on drugs I can never win
I ain't buyer, I'm the the type to get and flip shit
Head lock game over, lil flip shit
But tell my kidneys umbrella, when the drip in

Yeah it's bout to rain bitch, it's 40%
I need 80 ball you calling for Kevin Durant
Ain't no talking, get up on a bitch without rant
Sent a nigga to the sky, now he heaven sent

Johnny bravo onna work, cause it's real stocky
B muniii 16, so I stay bocky
You can know my style, but what you gone do to stop me
I need the weed for my mode, these niggas takin oxy

Thick bitch neck good, so I call her roxy
Ion even wanna tune in to the body
Oh my dick must be Joe
Cause she got it sloppy
And now you got her, but she old
Why you gotta copy

50 shots up inna toolie for a rich Nigga
Five fingers to the face for a bitch nigga
You can't get rich now, you wasn't broke with us
I got my core over strong, just from doing sit ups

Bigger flex make my chain and watch bigger
They say only few make it, imma 2 percenter
Ra Glizzy finna Blakk, that's a good percentage
You better hope one of us, can come contain the Nigga

My new whip gone hurt niggas, imma slave getter
You saying fuck everybody, and you can't trust Niggas
Well we the same way, you should come and fuck with us
But naw we ain't forcing shit, I ain't no ass kisser

If she arch it, how I like it
Imma gone kiss it
And of course stick it, like its winter nigga
I see my son as a blessing, imma winning Nigga
And imma raise my son to be no different

Yeah

I need some diamonds in the fucking face
I need a fucking G-Lock fresh up out the case
I got my ski, in case I gotta dodge a fucking case
Do yah like today's work, get yah out the way

Yeah

Stepping on they necks, you can't lie when Muniii do it
He do it the best, I got some ones
That a give yo foreign shoes a threat
Know some niggas just like Kobe from the triple threat

Stepping on they necks, stepping onna check
I just stamped that, Yeah



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Writer(s): Grayling Taylor
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