Certified Stepper (with PGF Nuk)

(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Hey, who made it?)
(Oo made it)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)

Ai, it's big Sossa
Make them lil hoes hang it up, like bitch it's over
And I'm riding in that Maybach with a big strap, fuck a holster
When it's time to hit a lick up on a nigga, kick out the chauffeur
We up that stick and then we dip up on a nigga
Hop in a Rover, pussy
If you test my gangster you gon' die to
I'm riding with some killers and gorillas they gon' slide through
Grew up on that block, now we in villas with the whole crew
Remember back when I was broke as fuck, now I'm up
Look how time flew

I ain't never sold shit to a basic ass nigga
Or a basic ass bitch in my life but a verse
Still killing this hoes but I ain't on parol (chopper)
But her in a body bag, get a horse
She texting a nigga, why he crying over me
Saying Sossa you the worst
He say, he finna pull up
I told 'em don't forget the purse
No nine to five, but on that dick I go to work
You gotta have that bag like Elon Musk
I came and won, broke bitch I trust
Love no thoties, it's just lust
I'm the topic y'all discuss
If we was in a wild wild west
I make this bitches bite the dust
My chain icy than a motherfucker, pockets finna bust

Hey, this ain't what you used to
I'ma silent stepper and I'm sliding with PGF Nuk too
If you on the opps side, we gon' shoot you
Bullets get to flying, hit him in his chest like he got the dick flu

Ai, it's big Sossa
Make them lil hoes hang it up, like bitch it's over
And I'm riding in that Maybach with a big strap, fuck a holster
When it's time to hit a lick up on a nigga, kick out the chauffeur
We up that stick and then we dip up on a nigga
Hop in a Rover, pussy
If you test my gangster you gon' die to
I'm riding with some killers and gorillas they gon' slide through
Grew up on that block, now we in villas with the whole crew
Remember back when I was broke as fuck, now I'm up
Look how time flew

Yeah bitch, it's big Nuk
I keep a switch when I'm at your bitch house
She sucking dick and you suck teeth
I might just get that bitch out
Riding fast, thirty on my waste, I left the stick out
You starting a fire, left you on a bench, you had to sit out
(Uh, huh)
Smoking all the opps' like a paddi
How you claim you a opp, but you also not never come get baddie
Shorty thought she was a ten, her ass a presser
Ain't no slack, got no money for her bundle
Shorty glued up in her track
When I rap I'm speaking facts
This shit real, this ain't no act
Like some luggage, he go packed
Talking shit, so he got smacked
Talking shit, so shit got real
Hoping out when I'm off the pills
Catch him lacking, on his heels
No attempts, we gon' kill

Ai, it's big Sossa
Make them lil hoes hang it up, like bitch it's over
And I'm riding in that Maybach with a big strap, fuck a holster
When it's time to hit a lick up on a nigga, kick out the chauffeur
We up that stick and then we dip up on a nigga
Hop in a Rover, pussy
If you test my gangster you gon' die to
I'm riding with some killers and gorillas they gon' slide through
Grew up on that block, now we in villas with the whole crew
Remember back when I was broke as fuck, now I'm up
Look how time flew

(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)