Make Me Step
Mmm yep yep yep
Nigga keep on talking he finna get fap Fap fapped
Every bar most of these rap niggas be Saying is a cap
Talking slick like niggas ain't just put Your man's in a pack aye
And done counted up that shit so many Times
Got a fucking cat scan and all they seen Was dollar
I know my bitch bout think I'm out my Motherfucking mind
She like why you got that chop and you Keep looking out them blinds nigga
I said its real in that field let me learn You
Niggas a be your man's and they a fuck Around and burn you
You ain't gang find some business that Concern you
If I call niggas my brother is enteral
Got a pint feel like Smokie with the Purple
Nigga I been drinking drank since I Turned 2
Perc dick make a side bitch get a Curfew
Fat dawg get to tripping it yo turn to
Aye plug sick he got the bird flu
Shit he thinks he Dr. Sebi got them Herbs too
Baby want a fat nigga we done turned Cool
I ain't gone lie after I fuck I'm a curve You
Stuff a bitch send her on trips she got The nerve too
Tell em get a bag niggas act like they Ain't heard you
I come up in this bitch with straps like I was Urkel
I'm on some shit the Choppa kick like Ninja turtles
I done seen it all
Fuck talking bout it I'm a be a dog
Take the what and leave the what Homie I'm a need it all
Niggas really actin like my man's but be Waiting on me to fall
And I'm a keep it real I don't trust Nothing but this heater in my drawls
Bitch less lip more motherfucking grip
So slick I can have on church socks and Wouldn't slip
You a probably see my picture you look Up the definition of a pimp
Shooting through the tints catch em Off the glass like he Vince
Bro this ain't the same game we was Playing bro these young niggas Changed the code
We got switches niggas ain't gotta aim No more
Baby girl know she for the streets can't Tame no hoe
Might just be the realest nigga left they Ain't make no more
You the realest nigga breathing I hold
My breath
Saying you gone slide on the guys don't Hurt yourself
Put the gun to yo head nigga smoke yourself
Put the game in a headlock I don't want No help
Nigga keep on talking he finna get fap Fap fapped
Every bar most of these rap niggas be Saying is a cap
Talking slick like niggas ain't just put Your man's in a pack aye
And done counted up that shit so many Times
Got a fucking cat scan and all they seen Was dollar
I know my bitch bout think I'm out my Motherfucking mind
She like why you got that chop and you Keep looking out them blinds nigga
I said its real in that field let me learn You
Niggas a be your man's and they a fuck Around and burn you
You ain't gang find some business that Concern you
If I call niggas my brother is enteral
Got a pint feel like Smokie with the Purple
Nigga I been drinking drank since I Turned 2
Perc dick make a side bitch get a Curfew
Fat dawg get to tripping it yo turn to
Aye plug sick he got the bird flu
Shit he thinks he Dr. Sebi got them Herbs too
Baby want a fat nigga we done turned Cool
I ain't gone lie after I fuck I'm a curve You
Stuff a bitch send her on trips she got The nerve too
Tell em get a bag niggas act like they Ain't heard you
I come up in this bitch with straps like I was Urkel
I'm on some shit the Choppa kick like Ninja turtles
I done seen it all
Fuck talking bout it I'm a be a dog
Take the what and leave the what Homie I'm a need it all
Niggas really actin like my man's but be Waiting on me to fall
And I'm a keep it real I don't trust Nothing but this heater in my drawls
Bitch less lip more motherfucking grip
So slick I can have on church socks and Wouldn't slip
You a probably see my picture you look Up the definition of a pimp
Shooting through the tints catch em Off the glass like he Vince
Bro this ain't the same game we was Playing bro these young niggas Changed the code
We got switches niggas ain't gotta aim No more
Baby girl know she for the streets can't Tame no hoe
Might just be the realest nigga left they Ain't make no more
You the realest nigga breathing I hold
My breath
Saying you gone slide on the guys don't Hurt yourself
Put the gun to yo head nigga smoke yourself
Put the game in a headlock I don't want No help
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Writer(s): Joseph Harvey
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