Steppas (feat. OTG Tone, MonTana BaBii Doe, YUNG DC & TravpStar Day Day)

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Young $haggy

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Gang
Gang shit only nigga
Know how the f*ck we rocking bitch OTG
Real steppa nigga real steppas man
Y'all know how the f*ck we rocking man Tone in this bitch
Back on our bullshit
Gang
F*ck the opps man
No diss

I hang with steppas they stepping for real
He tried to run up caught two to the grill
I know some shorties that's stuck in the field
Boy you a thunkie get cracked like a seal
Please don't be stupid I'm toting this steel
Bro in the cut and he's ready to kill
I'm on whatever when I'm off that pill
You better not play cause this shit can get real
I'm fucking your bitch and she's keeping shit trill
This shit ain't for nothing been chasing a mil
He can't run away cause I'm right on his heels
I need me a check and a house on the hills
Run up on gang then your life is done
Just like Popeye's we got them drums
Fifty shots to his chest and now his body numb
Can't beef with these niggas man that shits so goofy
You texting her phone while I'm rubbing her booty
Extended the clip turned the show to a movie
She's trying to do me cause I'm dripped in Louis
Got a stick with a dick but could never be fruity
Like I'm working construction bitch I keep a toolie
If you think I'm not with it come try it your stupid
Leave your body bopping like your bumping music

Bitch Bitch
Bitch ass nigga want to talk that shit nigga f*ck that stick
Said I did I admit that shit so f*ck that nigga and f*ck that bitch
Act like they get it but a bitch want to go
Forty on four yeah a nigga need to know
I ain't trip over none of that shit little hoe
Forty on four yeah you know how it go
Little bitch ass nigga want to talk that shit
F*ck that nigga and f*ck that stick
I said I did I admit that shit
So f*ck you and that bitch ass nigga
So f*ck you and that bitch ass nigga
So f*ck you and that bitch ass nigga

Came out the struggle we doing the most
Feeling so blessed that I'm finally woke
She ain't doing her best had to let that bitch go
Run up a check and get T'ed with the bros
Had to learn from my pain now I got better goals
I ain't switching no lanes gotta stick to the code
None of my brothers are going to bend break our fold
Hop in the Stu yeah you already know
It's DC in the cut and they liking my flow
Hit from the back while she's touching her toes
When I'm on the track I be doing the most
Yeah I still eat your bitch out like some toast and
I don't give no fucks I be minding my business
All of these bitches be stuck in their feelings
I just been cooling I feel like a witness
When I'm with the gang I be balling like Pippin
Matter of fact I be balling like Koke
Fucked a lil hoe and she ain't even know me
Ever since then I been all by my lonely
But now I smoke gas and get turnt with the homies
Bitch, Gang
But now I smoke gas and get turnt with the homies
Aye, Yeah
Don't know why they hate man they really don't know me

They not to test my niggas
They know all my niggas stepping
All these niggas know that the steppas come out after eleven
They won't even pop out cause they know that the steppas get reckless
That boy tried to check me
What
Well we better go check him
Meet DC and Tone in the cut
We are going to go on a mission
Pop out of that cut with my shorty and he gonna go flip it
Bitch you know I'm selling that pack and I'm gonna go and get it
Bitch you know I get that bag and I'm getting them digits
Bitch

Getting them digits, no kidding
A hundred dollars to the waiter I'm tipping
Every move in life your making decisions
Not politicking with the opposition
Cause I got a vision, ambition driven
Let me get a minute to assert position
I begin the spitting
Y'all faces grimace
Let me paint this picture vivid
See know that this $haggy no Scooby-Doo
Imma get on that ass like I'm fruity loom
Keep it G every step, got no Gucci shoes
We extended the clips like a movie crew
We go way back with sticks Call of Duty two
Hit the drop then I bounce like her booty do
Grew up part of that crowd the unruly youth
See the opps been around call out "hootie hoo"
Don't give a f*ck about what is said until some blood is shed
Only threat worried about is the government
I love a lil bad bloodsucker gutter bitch
That gon do what I say without rebuttaling
When It's bound to go down she keeps my gun hidden
Both loving hustling
Came from the struggling
Posse comprehend the play no discussion or huddling
If they fumble we recover it
We taking home bags like some groceries
Then go back to the lab cause I flow with ease
Only vent to the pad with my poetry
I could smoke a whole P and get no relief
Please don't push me I'm quick to blow, overheat
Y'all don't believe call my bluff we the coldest team
Officially PLÈBoY and OTG
Damn
That's a city takeover G
Hop out the range and we're rolling deep
They'll know my name one day globally
Give a f*ck about the fame put on locally
And promethazine stay in my boba tea
With some steak on my plate no bologna meat
Put you back in your place, got no OCD
PLÈBoY gang in veins you bang socially
What a culture leech
Bitch

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