Big Steppa
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like a marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Bag talking till we ball like spalding
Switching lane to lane trap jumping like jordan
And I been a dawg thats a georgetown hoya
Crazy with the flow you can call it paranoia
For years been a catastrophe
Fly necca like gravity
Gawd level ripping shit up say different thats blasphemy
Got it out the mud no hand out
And i chose a different lane thats the cash route
Running shit for a minute
In your bitch mouth like a dentist
Big money the heavy way in the gym for the fitness
Whats the business i know you think a necca really fell off
Executed plan couple neccas had to cut off
Watch a necca just skert off
Missing my dawg im hurt dawg
Gift and a curse which one is the worse dawg
Long time ago told me stand up in a necca chest
Me no rookie im a vet gangsta shit is what u get
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the stepper like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
I be g double o d
Blowing dat zack necca no scretch
When you see me necca dont speak
Cause you is a lil hater necca low key
Yeah im a big speaker
Dat hot shit thats a heat seeker
Lot of dead presidents i see dead people
Killing shit im the grim reaper whoa Been that
Number one necca yeah a big mac
Cross dat line necca get back
Cause it 32 shots blow ya hat back
And i been off in the jungle
Feel like im ready to rumble
Carry the ball aint no fumble
Fuck all that bullshit
Aint got time to be humble
Snipe the beat ready to hunt you
Them steppers gone step like its halftime
Ready to blow like land mine
Got em jumping like 45
Them steppers gone step like its halftime
Ready to blow like land mine
Got em jumping like 45
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big shit popping under dig like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like a marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Bag talking till we ball like spalding
Switching lane to lane trap jumping like jordan
And I been a dawg thats a georgetown hoya
Crazy with the flow you can call it paranoia
For years been a catastrophe
Fly necca like gravity
Gawd level ripping shit up say different thats blasphemy
Got it out the mud no hand out
And i chose a different lane thats the cash route
Running shit for a minute
In your bitch mouth like a dentist
Big money the heavy way in the gym for the fitness
Whats the business i know you think a necca really fell off
Executed plan couple neccas had to cut off
Watch a necca just skert off
Missing my dawg im hurt dawg
Gift and a curse which one is the worse dawg
Long time ago told me stand up in a necca chest
Me no rookie im a vet gangsta shit is what u get
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the stepper like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
I be g double o d
Blowing dat zack necca no scretch
When you see me necca dont speak
Cause you is a lil hater necca low key
Yeah im a big speaker
Dat hot shit thats a heat seeker
Lot of dead presidents i see dead people
Killing shit im the grim reaper whoa Been that
Number one necca yeah a big mac
Cross dat line necca get back
Cause it 32 shots blow ya hat back
And i been off in the jungle
Feel like im ready to rumble
Carry the ball aint no fumble
Fuck all that bullshit
Aint got time to be humble
Snipe the beat ready to hunt you
Them steppers gone step like its halftime
Ready to blow like land mine
Got em jumping like 45
Them steppers gone step like its halftime
Ready to blow like land mine
Got em jumping like 45
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
Big stepper gang shit big repper
Big shit popping under dig
Like a shovel
I be stepping with the steppers like marching band
Blue cheese in your hand a lot of rubberbands
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Writer(s): Jamel Blair
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