Watch How You Step
She tryna throw me the pussy huh
I tell her this dick ain't for free
You gotta book me huh
Blue faces know I'm counting it
I don't even got accountants bitch
We make it stack to a mountain bitch huh huh
They thought It was easy
Niggas don't know what it took
Lil bro got booked
Just put money on his books huh
I'm feeling wavey as ever
Buna g I got the method bitch I'm moving clever
I make it rain it like we changing the weather
Buna g I do it better
Spinning blocks with my beretta
You know the facts
I'm with mg know bro moving tact
Brokies just told me relax
If he run up on me he clapped
Better watch how you step
Balenciaga's on my feet
Know how we creep
What's his name got deceased
They jacking its beef
No we don't sleep shoot in repeat
Bitch I'm the ape
I came with the crips and it look like a fleet
I play with the steel watch how I reach
Look at this treesh
She wanna rump cus I came with the breesh
Pass it to bro
I know he gone shoot with a scope
Know she a hoe look how she driving the boat
Bands in my pocket
It's money talking please be quiet
Benjiman franklins I'm making deposits
Labels is offering me better be talking with logic
I get a mill I go get the gang and divide it
Cus lil bro be sliding
All of my niggas on timing
Heard that he died with the pole on him
His shooter was with him he froze on him
They doing bad dissing me that shit is trash
Run it up get to the bag gway
I tell her this dick ain't for free
You gotta book me huh
Blue faces know I'm counting it
I don't even got accountants bitch
We make it stack to a mountain bitch huh huh
They thought It was easy
Niggas don't know what it took
Lil bro got booked
Just put money on his books huh
I'm feeling wavey as ever
Buna g I got the method bitch I'm moving clever
I make it rain it like we changing the weather
Buna g I do it better
Spinning blocks with my beretta
You know the facts
I'm with mg know bro moving tact
Brokies just told me relax
If he run up on me he clapped
Better watch how you step
Balenciaga's on my feet
Know how we creep
What's his name got deceased
They jacking its beef
No we don't sleep shoot in repeat
Bitch I'm the ape
I came with the crips and it look like a fleet
I play with the steel watch how I reach
Look at this treesh
She wanna rump cus I came with the breesh
Pass it to bro
I know he gone shoot with a scope
Know she a hoe look how she driving the boat
Bands in my pocket
It's money talking please be quiet
Benjiman franklins I'm making deposits
Labels is offering me better be talking with logic
I get a mill I go get the gang and divide it
Cus lil bro be sliding
All of my niggas on timing
Heard that he died with the pole on him
His shooter was with him he froze on him
They doing bad dissing me that shit is trash
Run it up get to the bag gway
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Writer(s): Elijah Johnson
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