Step

Nigga, I'm hungry Nigga, it's three o'clock, nigga That's about to be four Aye, aye Who be that Mexican up on the west side of town Best rapper, you know to come around I can't f*ck with that bitch, she on the ground Young nigga, I get it, got my own sound Getting money, you know I'm about my cheese If you play with a nigga.... Aye, I had to step to it I get the bag, making step music I got my brother, you know what it is If we gon' have to do it, we step to it Life is a gamble, ain't finna shake dice Had to go place it, so I had do it right My nigga with it, he serving his life If he getting caught up, then he not with the pipe Nigga know what it is I get it hurt, wrong type of way I got your bitch swerving on the thing I got her locked up like a chain These niggas talk shit, while dolo go insane Lost in my head, mentally gone insane Grabbing the Glock, but my brother got aim What does it mean, we pulling up all broad day I'm the young Mexican, just trying to go get a name I had to go grind I had to go over time on the game I had to look at my brother in his face And I told him, my nigga one day will be straight Ain't no food up in my belly, been weeks Looking for love, but they left me seen Had to go get it, you know what it is Now those low sides, they turning outside of the green I'm getting money, yeah, yeah I'm getting bitches, yeah, yeah These niggas talking like hoes What do you expect from the bros All of my niggas gon' get it All of my niggas gon' chase them, a bag get a chicken They flipping, you know what it is Disgusting in the kitchen, it's smelling like swamp when we fry out the chicken All of my niggas, they be on go All of your niggas, they sun like a hoe Give a f*ck bout it, she suck in the dick And I hit her with knees like a motherfucking bow I got a bag and I grab out controll My brother with it, he whip on the stove If you talking shit, I know I get furloughed But my nigga gon' serve it, he up with the score Ayy See, I just be a little bad-ass kid from the ghetto Young nigga with it and we shoot like the scarecrow I can't f*ck with you, you know you a weirdo Young nigga, I'm getting these pesos Where the checkin, with a bag, bitch, how I'm flexing Young nigga, they like me, I'm mad skin Got the teeth on a nigga, how I'm flexing Ayy, what it mean Talk a lot of shit for a young fat nigga Young fat nigga up with some game With your bitch on my dick and she screaming my name So what you mean? I talk how I wanna Get the bread, nigga, need me the dollar And I'm serving this bread like a baker The bitch on my dick and I had to go take her I had to step to it I get it bad, making step music I got my brother, you know what it is If we gon' have to do it, he step to it Life is a gamble, ain't finna shake dice Had to go places, em had do it right My nigga with it, he serving in life If he getting caught up, then he not with a pipe Nigga know what it is I get it hurt, wrong type of way I got your bitch swerving on the thing I got her locked up like a chain These niggas talk shit while dolo go insane Lost in my head, mentally gone insane Grabbing the Glock, but my brother got aim What does it mean? We pulling up, I die I'm the young Mexican, just trying to go get a name