Yeah
And I'm steppin' on shit
This shit tuff ain't it?
And they know I'm outside
Steppin' in the backseat
Nylon shades, bitch you know i'm outside
Feeling like athlete
Suit up gang and they know i'm fly
Call that bit "track meet"
Every time I bust, she run off, bye
Been getting pape, won't tell no lies
He moving wock, I can't do no spies
Cracked 1st night, only need 1 try
Blind as a bat, I just need one eye
If a nigga step to me, count to 1,2,3
And I bet you he gon' die
Stupid nigga, you geeked
One night with me now lil mama a freak
I'm grown as hell what you mean ima sneak?
Introvert so I won't talk til you speak
Push it out (push it!)
I was down bad til I took it out
Now i'm back up, ain't no looking out
All my niggas paid, take a look around
We in Louie V, you just look around
Shorty on me bad so I took her down
Now she gotta scat, gotta boot her out
Boot her out!
Just like a pack, gotta move it
If we running it back, ima lose it
Ima dog and she told me i proved it
I wont gas it, i've been out the mud now i'm on for the pape
And these bitties get dropped, its not only the weight
And y'all niggas been journey, y'all roll with the waves
You'll get dropped if you reach and that's on Baby Tae
Just cut it out
Dropped "allright!," oh he bugging out
Shawty just chattin, gave the runaround
Told her three words go and thug it out
Let's talk about it, old news
Been on my line while she still with ole dude
I cracked but she needed a nigga to talk to
In his trap, I just figured he needed a walkthrough (let me talk about it)
And I'm steppin' on shit
This shit tuff ain't it?
And they know I'm outside
Steppin' in the backseat
Nylon shades, bitch you know i'm outside
Feeling like athlete
Suit up gang and they know i'm fly
Call that bit "track meet"
Every time I bust, she run off, bye
Been getting pape, won't tell no lies
He moving wock, I can't do no spies
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Yeah
And I'm steppin' on shit
This shit tuff ain't it?
And they know I'm outside
Steppin' in the backseat
Nylon shades, bitch you know i'm outside
Feeling like athlete
Suit up gang and they know i'm fly
Call that bit "track meet"
Every time I bust, she run off, bye
Been getting pape, won't tell no lies
He moving wock, I can't do no spies
Cracked 1st night, only need 1 try
Blind as a bat, I just need one eye
If a nigga step to me, count to 1,2,3
And I bet you he gon' die
Stupid nigga, you geeked
One night with me now lil mama a freak
I'm grown as hell what you mean ima sneak?
Introvert so I won't talk til you speak
Push it out (push it!)
I was down bad til I took it out
Now i'm back up, ain't no looking out
All my niggas paid, take a look around
We in Louie V, you just look around
Shorty on me bad so I took her down
Now she gotta scat, gotta boot her out
Boot her out!
Just like a pack, gotta move it
If we running it back, ima lose it
Ima dog and she told me i proved it
I wont gas it, i've been out the mud now i'm on for the pape
And these bitties get dropped, its not only the weight
And y'all niggas been journey, y'all roll with the waves
You'll get dropped if you reach and that's on Baby Tae
Just cut it out
Dropped "allright!," oh he bugging out
Shawty just chattin, gave the runaround
Told her three words go and thug it out
Let's talk about it, old news
Been on my line while she still with ole dude
I cracked but she needed a nigga to talk to
In his trap, I just figured he needed a walkthrough (let me talk about it)
And I'm steppin' on shit
This shit tuff ain't it?
And they know I'm outside
Steppin' in the backseat
Nylon shades, bitch you know i'm outside
Feeling like athlete
Suit up gang and they know i'm fly
Call that bit "track meet"
Every time I bust, she run off, bye
Been getting pape, won't tell no lies
He moving wock, I can't do no spies
And I'm steppin' on shit
This shit tuff ain't it?
And they know I'm outside
Steppin' in the backseat
Nylon shades, bitch you know i'm outside
Feeling like athlete
Suit up gang and they know i'm fly
Call that bit "track meet"
Every time I bust, she run off, bye
Been getting pape, won't tell no lies
He moving wock, I can't do no spies
Cracked 1st night, only need 1 try
Blind as a bat, I just need one eye
If a nigga step to me, count to 1,2,3
And I bet you he gon' die
Stupid nigga, you geeked
One night with me now lil mama a freak
I'm grown as hell what you mean ima sneak?
Introvert so I won't talk til you speak
Push it out (push it!)
I was down bad til I took it out
Now i'm back up, ain't no looking out
All my niggas paid, take a look around
We in Louie V, you just look around
Shorty on me bad so I took her down
Now she gotta scat, gotta boot her out
Boot her out!
Just like a pack, gotta move it
If we running it back, ima lose it
Ima dog and she told me i proved it
I wont gas it, i've been out the mud now i'm on for the pape
And these bitties get dropped, its not only the weight
And y'all niggas been journey, y'all roll with the waves
You'll get dropped if you reach and that's on Baby Tae
Just cut it out
Dropped "allright!," oh he bugging out
Shawty just chattin, gave the runaround
Told her three words go and thug it out
Let's talk about it, old news
Been on my line while she still with ole dude
I cracked but she needed a nigga to talk to
In his trap, I just figured he needed a walkthrough (let me talk about it)
And I'm steppin' on shit
This shit tuff ain't it?
And they know I'm outside
Steppin' in the backseat
Nylon shades, bitch you know i'm outside
Feeling like athlete
Suit up gang and they know i'm fly
Call that bit "track meet"
Every time I bust, she run off, bye
Been getting pape, won't tell no lies
He moving wock, I can't do no spies
Writer: Elijah Vaughn
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