Steppin'

Almighty Kings hoe

Yea we stepping
Let off 30 rounds
You would think my glock named Stephen
And we don't go to church
Cause we the ones that shot the reverend
I ain't wanna do it just had to teach him a lesson
Show 'em we not the ones to mess with
Yea we stepping
Let off 30 rounds
You would think my glock named Stephen
And we don't go to church
Cause we the ones that shot the reverend
I ain't wanna do it just had to teach him a lesson
Show 'em we not the ones to mess with

All my niggas rillas pound for pound nigga who you pressing
Niggas show off guns but never use it that's not impressive
Send yo son to heaven just so I can send a message
Had to tell his mama his pussy ass ain't no blessing
I'm a calm nigga
But the pistol stays on my palm nigga
Make this bitch blow like a bomb nigga
Ring the alarm nigga
I'm a menace
Shots coming at you tennis
Put that glock to your mouth like a dentist
End your life like a sentence
Since you pussy niggas really want attention
AMK nigga
That's all day nigga
Glock on my hip like a hose I spray niggas
I'm that dragon these niggas can't slay nigga
If you don't believe in God better start to pray nigga
Cause I'll make you meet your maker
Take souls like I'm Undertaker
Shots to your face that's not make up
Keep two two glocks like I'm Jacob

Yea we stepping
Let off 30 rounds
You would think my glock named Stephen
And we don't go to church
Cause we the ones that shot the reverend
I ain't wanna do it just had to teach him a lesson
Show 'em we not the ones to mess with
Yea we stepping
Let off 30 rounds
You would think my glock named Stephen
And we don't go to church
Cause we the ones that shot the reverend
I ain't wanna do it just had to teach him a lesson
Show 'em we not the ones to mess with



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Writer(s): Omar Hassan
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