Trained Stepper Video (MV)

Hey Echo, turn it up
Yeah, ay
Ay, I told all of this, ay
Hey bitch, hey, I'm in the field with it
Strap on my cleats, I'm outside, I'm tryna bleed niggas
You ain't never stepped on none, you just a net hitter
Instead of tryna ball, I decided to be a gang member
Hit a double cross, I'm a boogie man, knock him off the court
Niggas gonna keep on acting weird, you know I'm tryna score
And you can give me life, I ain't snitching on my lil' bro
Pull a funky move now his, pussy ass is on the floor
Yeah, yeah, posted outside, with the grave diggers
You ain't never out the house when you claim to be the main hitter
Hop off the porch so we can kill you, it would be so much simpler
Instead of kicking doors, just to get a nigga
Ay, I can't understand, drugs inside my conscience
Run up with 30's, barely tryin, feel like Luka Doncic
Niggas don't think I got a soul, thinking I'm demonic
Blood, demons, bitch, I got a soul in mine
Felt so much pain, there's no more tears left to cry
Every time I'm purging, turn off the music, locked in a homicide
Ill pull the funkiest nigga move to make sure a sucka die
Seeing terrible shit, since a youngin, left me traumatize
Call me anything but fake, cause I ain't never lying
When we pole poppin duck yo tacko, sound like the 1st of July
I do some evil shit for my brother, don't gotta ask me why
Ay, don't gotta ask me why
Ay, I told y'all I keep my name up, out your cock lickers
I'm a trend setter, and you know that I'm a trained stepper
Skinny nigga, but I've always been a big flexer
I ain't boxing with a nigga, I like my pole better
You in the pool, but my chop will get you way wetter
She selling coochie, an aint got a pimp with her
Damn, huh, she really getting on them niggas, ay
Huh, she really getting on them niggas, ay
Huh, huh, huh