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Step step

U better watch how u step

Pussy niggas gone talk out the neck

Didn't know he was talkin til death

Wreck wreck

My nigga gone pull up n wreck

Keep a pippin or u can get Steph

Now we knockin the wind out his chest

Running running running

Running running running

Til I'm out of breath

Give my nigga ten, he done did it for less

Got the mop to come clean up ya mess

Now his moms gotta pick out a dress

Now he got em rockin they sundays best

Walk em down, then lay em to rest

Better stfu, you don't wanna be next

Niggas think they hard

He off pipe, no copper

Slitherin totin that stick

Harry Potter

He grew up a bastard

I would even bother

Send it up

Now he meeting his father

Drake and the 40

Stay together they working

In school he was lame

Now he a whole different person

O this nigga ill

Give him 30, he perkin

This new era cap

On the internet, purpin

While I'm spinnin in

Big body Suburbans

Got a Brittany and Katy

I think they suburban

Play with they nose

Let it snow Til it's burnin

Poppin them pills

Til the stomach be turning

Turn nothing to something

Now look what I'm earning

Red and blue lights

Flag me down like it urgent

200 on the dash

Gotta move with a purpose

Won't speak to these niggas

They worthless

He dying for clout

Nigga I hope it was worth it

This shit can get deep

Better stay on the surface

Can hang with no leech

They be making me nervous

Can hang with no lame

Bitch I think I'm allergic

Baby love all my flaws

He think that I'm perfect

Boy I was sick my dawg

Turnt to a serpent

But This shit come in waves

My nigga I'm surfing

Put words together

My nigga Like cursive

Step step

U better watch how u step

Pussy niggas gone talk out the neck

Didn't know he was talkin til death

Wreck wreck

My nigga gone pull up n wreck

Keep a pippin or u can get Steph

Now we knockin the wind of his chest

Running running running

Running running running

Til I'm out of breath

Give my nigga ten, he done did it for less

Got the mop to come clean up ya mess

Now his moms gOtta pick out a dress

Now he got em rockin they sundays best

Walk em down, then lay em to rest

Better stfu, you don't wanna be next