Big Steppa ft. BBKentucky Lyrics

No, no, you're good

Okay, you get me

Aight

Big up Steppa, big up K, big up C, big up Dojo

We the realest, innit

Yeah, my mom said that, she be the realest

Doh

Fleek

Told that bitch don't call me, she keeps calling my phone, calling my phone

Yeah, she from Mexico, Mexico, Mexico

Used to call me Ichigo, Ichigo, Ichigo

Cut that shit

No carry me go where I no know

Hold up

This fella too, he came out the trenches

Think say na lie, he be counting his blessings

I done been through a lot, nigga

And I'm not going back, nigga

Way up to the top, top

I be making more cheddar

True to the game, young man

But y'all niggas do it snitch

My niggas they wild, they pull up on you

Pow, pow

Tho we here for fun

Fuck that kasala

Goddamn, your bitch won't stop

She loves my cassava

'Member back then no food

Used to soak and sip Garri

This ain't no joke

Man be no get money

Nigga, I trek, trek

Waka, nigga

I trek, trek

I suffer, nigga

I trek, trek

My slippers starts to beg

Now I'm winning

Now I'm shining

Thanks to God

Me and my guys, we do this for life

We never gon stop

Money moves, nigga

Steady cruise, nigga

We pull up on you

Pow

Aight pagans, you can't catch me, yeah

I'm in your block, you can't catch me lacking

Cause I'm way faster than you

But love

Pow

Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Them boys, them gang, gang affiliate

Who be the other man gang volley

Was in the bando

Chatting with Kate oh

She a so sexy

Snagging on play

Came to the bando

Having no fame

And I left to the condo

That's my new place

Got stolen VVS

Back then, thick picker pocket

Was my other name

Pull up

Ha ha

I'm in your block fam, taking 44 road man

Best believe in my dream

What!?

I've got lotta drip, designer, VVS

Gang says I'm a glacier boy

High class

I'm serious

Can't talk

It be dripping luxurious

Bang in the bando

Other gangsters go

Bang in the condo

You finna bang in the hood

I'm a yard man

You finna bang with the clique

And the ghadman

Within those full magazines

I'm a drug fam

You a shangoli mad man

I ain't never shang mad man

Chopping chive man

I finna craft man

204 I'm in the yard man

When I pull up to your block fam

Promise you I'm gon fuck with your sis man

When I hate man

Promise you I'm gon beat man

He's a preeq fam

Where your man be chatting

Aye

Pull up

Look

I'm hungry fam

Big Steppa getting daily pay

Look

But I'm doing all the money play

Hmm

I better hustle for the keys of my fam

GBG boys talking on my chains

Half a million packing on my chain

Shut it panda

Better fuck with my pop than my mother

Where your gang them maza maza

Where my boys them pasa

Good luck

Good man