SOSLAP - STEPPI18 (feat. Chí Scrozén) Lyrics

It's Steppi ' and 1-8, Steppi' and 1-8
No we ain't fightin', we be with the gunplay
Talk to me, I ain't talkin' back,
I'ma show you what the gun say
Talk greasy on the net,
I don't give a f*ck, I'ma see you one day
Cross gang, I don't give a f*ck,
I'll leave you holy on a Sunday

Bro riding around, with a blick on eem
If you run up get turnt to a Vic, homie
He just bought him a glizzy with Switch on 'eem
Getting money ain't never have big homies
Man these niggas, they really be cappin
If you really want smoke, I'ma match it
I just seen me a goofy in traffic
Roll down the window and make 'eem do backflips

Roll down the window and make 'eem do backflips
I get that vibe, then I match it
You ain't no gangsta, ya beef, you tryna patch it
When I blick, spot up, I patch shit
If I up glizzy, it's gon' be a matic
He gon' get rocked like a patek
Don't claim different blocks, these niggas be scattered
6 to the 1, got it tatted

Ya homie got cooked, why the f*ck is you rappin'
Niggas, they go out the saddest
I see me a opp, I get to a basket
Look like I play for the Mavericks

Or look like I play for the Magic
See a nigga, we don't do the askin
See a soul, we like it, we grab it
FedEx Express, he got shipped like a package

FedEx Express, he got shipped like a package
We give a f*ck bout a savage

Give a f*ck bout a savage
Get 'eem boxed, this shit feel like it's lattice
When I wake, I'm the maddest
We ain't beefin' with the goofies, they ratted
Yeah, I'm screaming 'free Scattered
Shooting' first, you know that's a habit

Niggas is square, so I'm shooting' right through 'eem
Bro, like, bro, chill, don't Gu 'eem
When we hop up the V a Illusion
Doors slide back, he gon' be the conclusion
What the f*ck do they mean, clueless
Yeah I love when they think we ain't do it
I got some hoopers that's slidin' in Ubers
Please don't diss, just see me and do it
F*ck everybody, no we don't do clique ties
Everybody in the bity just dick ride
Niggas ride like the Mob, If I do say
Me and bro green like shit, 2k
Tuesday, Tuesday, when it go up
Man shorty Shang Tsung, with the soul sucks
I don't f*ck with niggas cause they two-faced
Me and bro, we hop out, it's doomsday
Shoelace, shoelaces, it's shoelace
I be scorin' and defendin', I'm a two-way
Bro shit so sharp, he too klay
Shoot shit, shoot shit like Touche

A lot of these niggas, they dick ride
I'm not with the faking and switch sides
I'm smoking Osama, I'm big high
Heard a opp just died, that's a high five
1-8-7, we leave him deceased
Heard he think with his dick, he a freak
Got a bad lil' bitch up the east
Get a drop, we gon' hop out on feet

Do a lil' research, I'm like Reese
That's how you find a missin' piece
F*ck a P, we ain't pushin' no peace
Only P that we pushin' is play
I'm the G.O.A.T. , so just follow my lead
Come down blocks and I bang like Embiid
Come down blocks, I'm bangin' with ease

This clip full, but the ramp, yeah, I feed
Ayy, this ramp that I feed
Mmm, knees, ah