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Steppa Steppa
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Lyrics
Steppa
Tell you bout these **** man switch up it's crazy
Own homie changin up for a little change
Makes me think this **** don't even have a brain for real
Just know I'll send them shots if you get out your place tho man
Worried bout my pockets I'm just tryna gain
What you think
Ughhh
I know I'm the realest
And you just in your feelings
And they know what the deal is
Only move consistent
I'm gettin to the riches
Pounds in the house I might need some assistance
I know I'm the realest
And you just in your feelings
And they know what the deal is
Only move consistent
I'm gettin to the riches
Pounds in the house I might need some assistance
My own **** started trippin
Switchin up cause some digits
I had to tell him that business is business
Get off your ass and stop acting like bitches
I been on the grind tryna get it yeah
You been chasing pussy that's your fetish yeah
I just want the green not no lettuce yeah
Steppin in red bottoms that's devilish
And I'm from the vern it's so tencherous
Beat it up good she can't get enough
**** on they phones they just actin tough
Couple shots make that pussy boy can't get up
I'm the first to bop off why is your glizz tucked
Opps seen you and you ran you can't keep up
Know that **** lying ima call his bluff
You say that you a shooter but you ain't gon buss
Just like thanksgiving you know my clips stuffed
No handouts you can't get a crumb
Fifty shot glizzy ima feed him some
Ima come with the drum and leave with none
I know I'm the realest
And you just in your feelings
And they know what the deal is
Only move consistent
I'm gettin to the riches
Pounds in the house I might need some assistance
I know I'm the realest
And you just in your feelings
And they know what the deal is
Only move consistent
I'm gettin to the riches
Pounds in the house I might need some assistance
Written by: Steppa Steppa