Step Harder

On My Jason Shit
I Grab My Mask I Grab My Stick.
Tryna Get a Nigga Hit,
When I Shoot I prolly won't miss
I add the scope on top of the switch.
Man Y'all Niggas Lame
Y'all niggas needa step harder.
Pop out to your block
Jimmy Carter,
Tryna fuck a ho
She talmmat she want me.
So many bodies these niggas be dropping like flies,
All these niggas gon die.
It was me and my twin trapping in
Apartments
Ever since third grade.
Trapping on the block,
I ain't even have a Glock.
I had to turn to a thug.
Gen 5 with a switch
That was my first gun.
All my hoes bad
I can't fuck with no bum.
Young nigga slide on this bitch,
Young nigga slide on a opp with a stick.
Kel-Tec on my hip
Bitch I don't miss.
Bitch I'm a trapper
Please don't get it twisted.
Go get some money
And get out yo feelings.
Any witnesses we prolly gon kill 'em.
Fulton County I was on the block
I was drilling.
My twin got indicted
Took one for the team he lost his life.
Please don't come around here
We gon up the score, gon take yo life.
No apologizing
When we put that nigga on a shirt.
Think he crazy talking out his neck
Gon get that nigga merked.
Whole gang fucked that shit,
Lobbing up that ho like she a ball.
When I'm on a drill
I just grab my stick
And take pill,
Bitch I'm coming trim.
If a nigga buck
He get his shit spilled.
Going for the kill,
When I'm on that drill
Aim for the brain.
I don't sugarcoat shit
Ima keep it real in till I die
I might fuck a bitch
Leave nut all on her face
And let it dry.
When I'm on the run
I call my niggas
Promise they gon slide.
I don't need a gun
I'll beat a nigga ass
Like my first name Tank.
First time on a drill,
I was finna turn twelve.
Young nigga always gon drill.
Know I'm coming trim
Like a young nigga cuttin paper.
Please don't call my phone
If it's not bout paper
I'll talk to you later.
On My Jason Shit
I Grab My Mask
I Grab My Stick.
Tryna Get a Nigga Hit.
When I Shoot I prolly won't miss
I add the scope on top of the switch.
Man Y'all Niggas Lame
Y'all niggas needa step harder.
Pop out to your block
Jimmy Carter.
Tryna fuck a ho
She talmmat she want me.
So many bodies these
Niggas be dropping like flies.
All these niggas gon die.
It was me and my twin trappin in the apartments
Ever since third grade
Trappin on the block,
I ain't even have a Glock.
I had to turn to a thug,
Gen 5 with a switch that was my first gun.
All my hoes bad I can't fuck with no bum.
Young nigga slide on this bitch,
Young nigga slide on a opp with a stick.
Kel-Tec on my hip bitch I don't miss

Bitch I'm a trapper please don't get it twisted.
Go get some money and get out yo feelings.
Any witnesses we prolly gon kill 'em.
Fulton County I was on the block I was drilling



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