Steppa

You think you a Steppa till I grab that heat And a young nigga clapping you better retreat I got that knowledge and it’s for the streets A nigga a monster I turned to a beast Now I be eating like I’m at a feast Just like some ones u about to get creased I got some wisdom but I’m not a Priest They say that u making them bands in a week Hop in the stu sipping lean out the bottle LMS shit bitch you know thats my motto I’m in a coop and I’m smoking gelato Bitch suck my dick so I put it on auto I just got a bad bitch I know she a model I’m swerving in lanes and I’m ducking them potholes I just seen yo bitch at the mall she a thot hoe She slide to my crib and I crack like a taco Slide on yo block better watch how u moving Pull this bitch out and some brains get to oouuzing These bitches coming and these bitches be choosing Been taking dubs I ain’t doing no loosing I got the Mac and you know how I do it Why you got a strap if you not gonna use it Clutching this glock and I’m leaving you truant They say lil nigga you rapping so fluent I got the beam wit the Mac and I let this bitch blow I ain’t Tory lanes I ain’t shooting yo toes How I be hooping I feel like the pros Keep a duce fin in New York like I’m Rose They hate that I’m up when I come through the door Yo bitch pick me out and I feel like a fro She wanna fuck keep that shit on the low Bro got the Glock and you know he gone score You think you a Steppa till I grab that heat And a young nigga clapping you better retreat I got that knowledge and it’s for the streets A nigga a monster I turned to a beast Now I be eating like I’m at a feast Just like some ones u about to get creased I got some wisdom but I’m not a Priest They say that u making them bands in a week I’m counting them bands bitch I’m counting that money Yo pockets on E keep that shit one hunnit Feeling like Nick how my cannon be drumming My niggas be stepping you know how we coming Bitch I got the Mac I ain’t running from nothing Like we off the perkies you know that we bussin These bitches a set you up so I ain’t trusting I got my bitch and I’m fucking her cousin I might just run it up, I got them hunnits its duffeled up Chips in my bag like I’m ruffeled up You wanna throw hands you ain’t tough enough I fucked that bitch once I ain’t cuffing up I’m shooting yo bitch like I bust a nut I got bout two clips and I fuck it up The dick on a plate told her suck it up’ I’m from a city they hating on me I be smoking that gas and you smoking that stee Pull up to yo block we gon slide where you eat That bitch she a vegan I made her eat meat I’m in a rental this bitch is on E Ain’t talking Alicia but I got them keys All these niggas be jumping ain’t talking no flees If I got my Glock then I’m blowing like leaves You think you a Steppa till I grab that heat And a young nigga clapping you better retreat I got that knowledge and it’s for the streets A nigga a monster I turned to a beast Now I be eating like I’m at a feast Just like some ones u about to get creased I got some wisdom but I’m not a Priest They say that u making them bands in a week