steppin

You see how I'm steppin I don't gotta say much, I'm getting money too quick (Damn) The chop gon' melt him Walk with a drac on me, like I came from the 6 (Yeah) I'm going up and they mad These niggas hate while they sit on their ass Bitch tryna date, I'm married to the cash Pushing 200, the whip finna crash "I got a white plug" No you don't You niggas be chatting and doin the most Got horns on my head how they say I'm a goat I'm spitting for real, but yall don't even know The best in my city yall know that Water on me like a boat, no Kodak Said you got money, then you better show that I done came up, and I'm never gon' go back Huh, I had a plan though I don't fight but ill knock out your mans though Try to play me, but this ain't piano Finna blow in this bitch like a Mento, huh Pick up the flow and the tempo I'm on my king shit, like Sacramento, huh Bitch I'm all up on yo head though He talking crazy, we fill him with lead though, huh, wait Pull out the blade, cut him up like Aizen Always ahead, do it just like Aizen Stop tryna diss, bitch, I will not fight you He jacking static, we calling him Raichu Looked at my IG, all of a sudden she hitting my phone up She tryna f*ck, had to tell her to hold up (hold up) She know that I'm finna blow up Ah, did it again F*ck out my face, I ain't lookin for friends You do not know me, stop calling me twin Making a scene when I hop out the Benz You niggas sheep, I ain't following trends Condo shit, yeah that's what we in Going insane in this bitch like I'm Lin Won't ever stop cause I don't see an end, yeah Scoring these buckets on bitches like Maya Because they all f*ck with my energy, uh You niggas are all at the bottom So why would I care 'bout what the f*ck you telling me? Tell me who think that they ending me Yall ain't on shit, and you can't ever step to me I'm in the lead, you in last like the letter Z Up in the stu cooking up like a recipe, ha, wait Yeah, you is a f*ck nigga All on my dick bruh, you probably f*ck niggas Not on my level, understand I'm done with you She getting clingy, ain't no time for loving you Chop write like haiku I'm in the sky in a high-rise too Stand on the racks, now I'm 9'2 Stop tryna copy what I do (Yeah, gang) Walk this beat like a dog, no leash I come through, and it's eyes on me We finna feud with his family Better stop 'fore I become Steve Harvey Be yourself, nigga, you not me Fake ass drank, nigga, that's not lean I'm posted up with the crew doe And we finna catch him alone, nigga no Motley You see how I'm steppin I don't gotta say much, I'm getting money too quick (Damn) The chop gon' melt him Walk with a drac on me, like I came from the 6 (Yeah) I'm going up and they mad These niggas hate while they sit on their ass Bitch tryna date, I'm married to the cash Pushing 200, the whip finna crash