Step

Step, step
Everybody step
You ain't stepping how you repping
You ain't stepping you get slept
Step, step
Everybody step
You ain't stepping how you repping
You ain't stepping you get slept

Stepping everyday feel like my legs hurt
But this pistol on my lap, don't hesitate
You know this bitch work
Tried to put me on a shirt
But know I hit 'em first
Know I came up from the dirt,
Quick to put 'em in a hearse
Pistol on my left I got these bullets On my right
Get hit with that fn 57 now he high Just like a kite

How we catch them boys lacking, They stupid
She want Gucci, Louis, and Ruth Chris
She get that shit cause she the best
And if you ain't stepping you get Stretched
She my little baby, dressing just like Jayda Wayda
It's Big Mike up in this bitch, she Know that Ima save her
Get shit when I want don't give no Fuck bout now or later
I ain't stressing, stomp a Nigga out And keep it player

Step, step
Everybody step
You ain't stepping how you repping
You ain't stepping you get slept
Step, step
Everybody step
You ain't stepping how you repping
You ain't stepping you get slept

Stepping on these niggas
Made my feet hurt
Popping up with gang
Bout to leave you on a t shirt
I done went insane, bout to make these niggas research
LA be on the same, fuck it turn me Up a notch

Bully in the party, I done took a nigga Haley
Bout to make a couple M's when I Bust these couple moves
I Am Being nice when I tell a bitch to move
I am in the mood, tell her get up out that mood
Step gone be the one that have me Stepping on they necks
Still getting even got a nigga Achieving
Niggas quit believing, got these pussy niggas dreaming
Step another foot & Imma hit 'em with this hook, ah

Step, step
Everybody step
You ain't stepping how you repping
You ain't stepping you get slept
Step, step
Everybody step
You ain't stepping how you repping
You ain't stepping you get slept



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Morris
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