STEP OFF

Aye, you going help me write my jokes
Yeah
Wrong
Hahaha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
From the porch I seen the nigga twist the Cap off
Toss it back, he was guzzling the mad dog
From the porch I seen a hustler get some Crack off
Smack a dope fiend, so hard he knocked his Black off
From the porch I heard my cousin bust a Strap off
We was moving loading shit up in the U-Haul
From the porch I heard N.W.A
Ghetto Boys, Bushwick, Scarface
Back then we was still playing tapes
I was rhyming by the time I turned eight
From the porch I learned how to throw my Fist
From the porch I saw my daddy finger Flicked
Fuck me, nah, fuck you, nigga
Get my weight up with my hate and pay you Back when I'm bigger
From the porch where I got my first kiss
My upbringing taught me how to rap like This
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Off the porch I was twisting up my fingers
Off the porch I was hanging with the Gangsters
Found my grandpa's strap I was 11
I was raising hell when he was up in heaven
Off the porch I was weighing on the scale
Back then I was praying for a bale
Off the porch I was getting my dick wet
Lil Threat, I was demanding respect
Pulling up with the homies from the Southside
614 baby boy from the Northside
Used to hang with my fuzz on the Eastside
Used to slang all the drugs I got from Dawnlight
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step off
Bitch, step
Step off, bitch

Step off, bitch
Bitch, you don't love me
You just love my threat life
I'm a bullet and her best friend
Make her say yes, I'm a yes man
Best dressed in express pants
I'm a slider, baby
Let's dance
I'm J-O felony, not Missy misdemeanor
I rack it up like Venus in Serena
It's on the floor because I'm grounded
I see red
I'm surrounded
She give me head, then I pound it
Lost her mind, then I found it
Doggy style, I go hound it
Keep it nine-seven, then I round it up
You can keep the change
I'm going to keep this shit a buck
I was in a trance
Used to keep the blick tucked
Riding with my niggas like we came from Timbuk
Two a, get you three
Nah, bitch
Ain't no bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
Step off, bitch
You don't love me
You just love my threat life
I had that Jay-Z song playing in my head
I love bitches
Shy bitches
Because he said, what I look like giving a Chick half my trap like
She wrote half my rap
See, you know that shit
That's why it's even more dangerous