Big Ole Steppa

Big ole steppa, Big ole steppa, Big ole steppa, Big ole steppa
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it

You got me fucked up acting like Trippy ain't bussing
Knowing that my name in the topic of discussion
Copped a LLC and started flexing with the business
Righteous in endeavor so I'm proper with the business

Son of niggas with no kids and got a nephew on the way
When it comes to the deposits, I need that bread and undelay
Listen close and pay attention, Trippy Trav got sumn to say
None of yawl be dancing on stage if I didn't make a way

I ain't push the clock and years nigga, I control the time
Drop dick on the bad bitch nigga, I control the dime
Something simple for a mental, watch how I control her mind
Gooly with the tooly, watch how I control the nine

Boy I'm good in every state, it ain't no debate, why niggas hate
I don't know, but it's a little too late
Who you know, go and rock a show, in his own clothes
With his own hoe, well she not a hoe, but trust me she don't go

I don't rock a chain bitch I rock a check
Plus I'm about respect, hustle on demand, foot up on they neck
Big rakes or your fake, persevere don't perpetrate, never let the fake skate, aunt jemima bout my cake, big n smooth hold my weight

Big ole steppa, Big ole steppa, Big ole steppa, Big ole steppa
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it
Pop my shit, cause I walk it like I talk it



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Writer(s): Travis Osa
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