1-2 STEP
My niggas came with the one-two step
Your niggas came, counted: one-two, left
Real talk I can never feel mislead
True to myself 'til the day of my death
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
How do you still feel upset?
Don't share my energy with anyone
You should learn to do the same...
I ain't surprised, you keep on hating
Your energy is everywhere
This dick ain't free
Bitch, it's a whole lot
Of other lame niggas, you could get rocked
Plus my knees weak and I cannot
Stand to be figure for another thot
I ain't got time, add an underscore
Headlines with my face, fast money tour
Word to my momma, Imma go and get commas
Be the man of the house, no drama
Fuck you looking at nigga?
Do I look broke? (Indeed!)
Ain't tripping it's a matter of time
I'ma go and get what's mine
Yessir
Cause real niggas ain't scared to provide
In the meantime I'ma stay posted with Gracy
watching y'all clock no work
Y'all look like the last president that tried to check his time
It was on the other side
Dumb ass
My niggas came with the one-two step
Your niggas came, counted: one-two, left
Real talk I can never feel mislead
True to myself 'til the day of my death
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
How do you still feel upset?
Don't share my energy with anyone
You should learn to do the same...
I ain't surprised, you keep on hating
(IXI)
Coming like Bucaresti 1992
Woo, what an entrance
State of shock, everybody like...
Got your bitch saying...
That's a pretty tight tunnel where my dick staying
Yeah
The Gracko never been playing
Don't ever say the King's name in vain
Ok little --- you?
Big brain
The gold plain detectable
Big war 'bout to start
I mean the plan's pretty practical
Icebergs ridin' 'round the game, staying tactical
Ask Sika, they in plastic bro
Half of my generation being from my left testicle
Big misconception
Probably thinking he is a machine
The way he's always pleasing his section
The key is attached to the tip of his finger
I'm never saying please, I'm that nigga
I'm taking everything, I'm just...
Ok mon bro, c'est bon?
Vas-y j'y vais, je suis en retard.
Your niggas came, counted: one-two, left
Real talk I can never feel mislead
True to myself 'til the day of my death
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
How do you still feel upset?
Don't share my energy with anyone
You should learn to do the same...
I ain't surprised, you keep on hating
Your energy is everywhere
This dick ain't free
Bitch, it's a whole lot
Of other lame niggas, you could get rocked
Plus my knees weak and I cannot
Stand to be figure for another thot
I ain't got time, add an underscore
Headlines with my face, fast money tour
Word to my momma, Imma go and get commas
Be the man of the house, no drama
Fuck you looking at nigga?
Do I look broke? (Indeed!)
Ain't tripping it's a matter of time
I'ma go and get what's mine
Yessir
Cause real niggas ain't scared to provide
In the meantime I'ma stay posted with Gracy
watching y'all clock no work
Y'all look like the last president that tried to check his time
It was on the other side
Dumb ass
My niggas came with the one-two step
Your niggas came, counted: one-two, left
Real talk I can never feel mislead
True to myself 'til the day of my death
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
Why you niggas so upset?
How do you still feel upset?
Don't share my energy with anyone
You should learn to do the same...
I ain't surprised, you keep on hating
(IXI)
Coming like Bucaresti 1992
Woo, what an entrance
State of shock, everybody like...
Got your bitch saying...
That's a pretty tight tunnel where my dick staying
Yeah
The Gracko never been playing
Don't ever say the King's name in vain
Ok little --- you?
Big brain
The gold plain detectable
Big war 'bout to start
I mean the plan's pretty practical
Icebergs ridin' 'round the game, staying tactical
Ask Sika, they in plastic bro
Half of my generation being from my left testicle
Big misconception
Probably thinking he is a machine
The way he's always pleasing his section
The key is attached to the tip of his finger
I'm never saying please, I'm that nigga
I'm taking everything, I'm just...
Ok mon bro, c'est bon?
Vas-y j'y vais, je suis en retard.
Credits
Writer(s): Gracy Anthony Mawa Kilekama, Guillaume Pernot, Ruben Da Silveira
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