TTG Steppa Da Most

Still, Bill, that shit hit

Now I'm up half of my weight, designer for most of the fashion

I grew up laying on shit, my bitch fashion ain't even Harris

Rich ran up the money, now the watch come with carrots

I'm finna get it as ho, bust down the stones in her pendant

Walk in the mall with them switches, it's plenty of racks in these bitches

Whole lot of bands in my video, I catch that bad like on Julio

I can get a hundred in a day, I just might drop out the studio

Pull up with a sack and drop it off, from S.A. Z for the collar

Pray for my nerves, I be trippin', pray for my soul, I be sinnin

Even me and bro on that mission, we was creepin' with them poles that night, we was fishin

Bitch got a slide when we stand on that business

Whole hood know I'm a threat, I put the stain on my neck

Pinned it, I'm hot as sauce when I'm drippin

Save like that young **** instant, hopin' these **** don't try

I'ma put shit in a blender, poppin' my shit in the winter

VVS diamond, make it shiver, just scatting out a rental, I drive

Look at the guts in the side, you cannot get in here period

She tryna fuck on the period, I'm tryna Michael or Mary

She ain't been asking about Louis or Gucci

I might bust down on that coochie, I might pop out with a 50 or more

I was just stealin' from the store, now I spend 20 when I score

My face caught good outside, I like that one, it's exotic

I don't do little shit that regular, hundred bands all on my schedule

Bad bitch do what I tell her, count that shit over them quid

I need to drop on them bitches, can you go set up a lick on the opps

76 tools just pierced them, the body just dropped

Cash half-sinned, I was on the plane gettin' topped

It's for the money and the feel, scat pad, we been having skills

Chewin' on these percs for the thrill, how you gettin' money without a roll

Gave the boy a bowl, he couldn't handle it, the client ain't had no more stamina

I bet I can catch that boy laughing

I got a lot of blue hunnids on me, side bitch trippin', this dick ain't free

I been catchin' plays, ain't been home in a week

Let a **** play, bet I leave him in the street

In a strap-style ten on a brand new chain

I dropped a bag on this motherfuckin' range

They know I'm a go when it come to this trap

My face caught good and my pops about to act shit

They say that this smoke ain't duckin' no static

He really a pussy, he just like his daddy

Put my wrist in that pot, tryna come out with a paddy

Play with my name, they gon' come automatic

Now I'm in the trap with the bowls and sauce

You know that I'm up, ain't no dozing off

Catch me a flight, have to make me a place

Step ahead, insta, they ain't takin' no days