Young Deezy - How You Steppin, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Uh, this how we step
This how we step on shit
This how we step on shit
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist

Uh, this how we step
This how we step on shit
This how we step on shit
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist

Still talking' my shit, woedy
Diamonds blind your eyesight
Like high beams, i ain't green
Nigga, no Draymond
Took a plane overnight
Next day, done slid out
Like a ball cat with miles on it
Backseat Benz with woods in it

Potna told me niggas wanna kill me I ain't surprised
They betray every nigga
I'm just the one that made sure They had loot up in they pocket
I ain't got no problem with them boys
Tell em, that's a you problem
I'll never put myself or them niggas in that category
I don't even f*ck with my l momma she a backstabber

That wanna be ass grandma
So when you see me,
It's Balencis with them diamonds dancing around my neck

Uh, this how we step
This how we step on shit
This how we step on shit
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist

Uh, this how we step
This how we step on shit
This how we step on shit
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist

You know what it is
When Cutta come swervin' all in traffic
Gotta put on back these bitches
I swear to God, bitches I'm gon' l blast it
Come Here, Bitch you ain't l steppin', nigga
How the f*ck you step without a ratchet
And pin him to the ground
His mama cryin', you know that shit was tragic

Watch how we step on shit
Niggas know this shit gon' end real bloody
And I been posted on the block
That's when I turned nothing into something
Told Deezy, click the switch
He seen that boy and then he got to running

He felt that flame, this ain't Lu Kang
He heard that brrd and started burnin
Uh-uh, don't run, I'm finna knock you on your ass
Come feel his rocket

He steady dissing we did him bad
That's when we sat on his back, potna
Got hella motion around the city
See me shinin', ain't no stoppin', nigga
Come feel this switchy or this Drac
Either one send you to the doctor, nigga

Uh, this how we step
This how we step on shit
This how we step on shit
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist

Uh, this how we step
This how we step on shit
This how we step on shit
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist
Mix it with Fendi, Dolce, Gabbana
With ice on my wrist