Li Deebo - High Class Steppin Lyrics

This big ass shotty, gone blow out your back
High class steppin', you know that's a fact
Got the 12 gauge with the laser attached
Ain't no survivin when it's Dee that attack
Get out of line, I'm a leave yo ass flat
Roll up some thrax in the back of the lac
Count up some bread in the back of the trap
He better not play, I'ma leave a nigga face in his lap
Put the gun to his head, trying to see what he thinking
I up it, I'ma blow it, I ain't doing no faking
Loyal til i die, I ain't doing no snaking
Wanna leave, I ain't tripping, ain't doing no raking
Walk down gang, niggas up in the sco'
Masked up like bane, niggas hitting the floor
Ain't shoot up your house, we gon' kick down the door
Smoke a nigga like a J, if he act stupid like cole
I need me some drink, I go to the store
Double cup, Faygo
Then I, then I go pour me a four
Wait, hold on
Ayy, did I say four? I mean deuce
Straight out of Houston, it's all in my roots
Smoking good gas, it smell like a zoo
Funky as shit, so you know it ain't boomf
This big ass shotty gone blow out your back
High class steppin, you know that's a fact
Got the 12 gauge with the laser attached
Ain't no surviving when its Dee that attack
Get out the line, I'ma leave your ass flat
Roll up some thrax in the back of the lac
Count up some bread in the back of the trap
He better not play, I'ma leave a nigga face in his lap
These Dior kicks don't step on these shoes
I'm loving this money, I'm stackin my blues
Horseshoe on my ass, I'm keeping it true
With a V on my back, leave me lone nigga move
Smoking good gas, and get high like the moon
My pockets be cripping, it only look like blues
Nigga said it was smoke ok nigga cool.
I hang with gorillas, this shit like a zoo
When I hit from the back, I just know she gon' run
Her body gon' twitch, cause I'm using my thumb
I pull it out, then she gon' lick up her cum
She say that I'm hers, I said, baby, you dumb
No strings attached, we just having some fun
She asking me why I keep bringing my gun
Shawty, stop playing, you know I'm from the..
Ha ha
Ain't gotta say it, you know where I'm from
This big ass shotty gone blow out your back
High class steppin, you know that's a fact
Got the 12 gauge with the laser attached
Ain't no surviving when its Dee that attack
Get out the line, I'ma leave your ass flat
Roll up some thrax in the back of the lac
Count up some bread in the back of the trap
He better not play, I'ma leave a nigga face in his lap
Ha ha
Niggas say that it's Beef, but I stay in the streets
You ain't gotta search, cause you know where I be
Just keep it a hundred, you ain't tryna meet
Punched him in the shit, then I knocked out his teeth
Left dat nigga head right there with his feet
Knock out artists like Tank, Big Dee
Nigga known to put shit to sleep
Huh
On gang
Yeah
This big ass shotty, gone blow out your back
High class stepping, you know that's a fact
Got the 12 gauge with the laser attached
Ain't no surviving when its Dee that attack
Get out of line, I'ma leave your ass flat
Roll up some thrax in the back of the lac
Count up some bread in the back of the trap
He better not play, I'ma leave a nigga face in his lap