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Step On The Scene (feat. Abdi)
by A.B.A.M RECORDS
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Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Back on my grind, I can't see shawty, cause I got no time
Hands on my dick, yeah, she actin' a mime
Don't want you shawty, no, you can't be mine
Doin' too much, girl, so stop at a crying
With or without you, girl, I'ma be fine
Free all my bros, fuck pullin' over, we hittin' ten toes
Just did a crime, so I'm burnin' my clothes
No statement written, so only God knows
No statement written, that's for the niggas that always be snitchin
Most of you niggas be soft as a kitten
Hatin' my ex, she be so disease ridden
No niggas, she left unridden
No niggas, she left unseen
No nigga, she is not clean
Yeah I'm so mean
Pass me the wok, tryna sip on some lean
Speakin' designer, I'm drippin' Celine, yeah
Drivin' so fast, call me Lightning McQueen, yeah
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Back on my grind, I can't see shawty, cause I got no time
Hands on my dick, yeah, she actin' a mime
Don't want you shawty, no, you can't be mine
Doin' too much, girl, so stop at a crying
With or without you, girl, I'ma be fine
Free all my bros, fuck pullin' over, we hittin' ten toes
Just did a crime, so I'm burnin' my clothes
No statement written, so only God knows
No statement written, that's for the niggas that always be snitchin
Most of you niggas be soft as a kitten
Hatin' my ex, she be so disease ridden
No niggas, she left unridden
No niggas, she left unseen
No nigga, she is not clean
Yeah I'm so mean
Pass me the wok, tryna sip on some lean
Speakin' designer, I'm drippin' Celine, yeah
Drivin' so fast, call me Lightning McQueen, yeah
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
Step on the scene
Rockin' that drip, my designer so clean
Stackin' them bands, need a counting machine
I'm from the desert where AKs and dead bodies ain't hard to see
Run through the trenches, we play hide and seek
Chef up my Ops, that's Baghdadi cuisine
We eating good this gut not from that lean
Hop in the booth and we packing that heat
