Fats Pomc - Step on It Lyrics

I'ma get a pool of dat boy
(Of dat boy)
Ima step on dat bitch
Step on dat bitch

Ima get a tool and a 7 of dat girl
Niggas slept on my wrist

Step on it

Aite well this the shit dat niggas ask for
Back door nigga serving til da stash gone
Mask on this where niggas start da trap from
U got a question better hit me in dat Trac phone (bleep)
And when da scratch gone dey gone put me back on
These niggas bloods and crips dey got dat sack on em
And uon never really catch em wit no rack on em
Ask tony
Skinny nigga with packs on em
Crack on em and know he got da strap on em
I'm back on it
Some time you gotta G a nigga
Cuz dey gon see a nigga
Den gon tryda be a nigga
Dis shit real I had to 123 a nigga
Cuz dese niggas playing hiding go seek
Da murder cap ain't da place you wanna be
Nawww I aint really in the trap wit it
Hit my phone get u plugged gotta tax 50
Rap wit me da plug on da jack wit me
A few times took da 50 of the back wit me...
Every where I go you know im good
I'm surrounded by the wolves
And we ain't up to no good
We gon pull up to yo hood...
Was throwing sets and fighting cuz I was lil nigga
Looking for deals
Dey done took me off dem pills niggas
Still drink da sprite messy like a pig nigga
I'm tryna kick it wit some bitches from da 6 nigga
You in da hood gotta tell me who u wit nigga
Tryna cop a bottle of diddies but it's a drought
Put 3 or 4 in dey mouth
Dey do dis shit round da south nigga

Da dope boys on dope now dey broke boys
So naw uon see em wit me less dey dope spoil
Niggas still talking dat wreck ain't making no noise
Who say a dollar beat a blank dat was yo boy
I kept train and da loud for da coke boys
Homie tried to send you on a dummy told u go for it..
But when it turn into a hommie den its yo fault
Ball heads from da Tommy like I'm Cole boy
In da streets of dmv u gotta go boy
Choppa holding up ya body like da road course
Da 12 gauge go retarded wit da low torch
Sawing off da edge of da shotty gone get u more force
A f*ck nigga f*ck wit u let it blow boy
Cuz anytime any day could be yours boy
Click da switch nigga lying on da floor for it
Modify da YOPP got it spraying like blow torch
I'm wit da mob wan wet I get soak for it
Im on the blade, playing wave like a dope boy
And he da reason I was sqeezing at a coke boy
I'm bout peace now, if dis was 04
Well let's be glad dat i aint salvage wit it no more
I been done click click cli my brother folk boy
Naw I aint banging but my name'll get u poke boy
So if u send em to da boy
Tell em don't blow it