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Big Stepper
282,862
Hip-Hop/Rap
Big Stepper fue lanzado el 6 de diciembre de 2019 por Atlantic Records como parte del álbum Please Excuse Me For Being Antisocial
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Fecha de lanzamiento6 de diciembre de 2019
Sello discográficoAtlantic Records
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM77

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
Voces
Figurez Made It
Figurez Made It
Programación
Flexico
Flexico
Programación
Dj Shawdi P
Dj Shawdi P
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cristian Gonzalez
Cristian Gonzalez
Autoría
Joseph Nguyen
Joseph Nguyen
Autoría
Rodrick Moore
Rodrick Moore
Autoría
Steven Alexander
Steven Alexander
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Asistente de ingeniería
Zachary Acosta
Zachary Acosta
Asistente de ingeniería
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Masterización
Chris Dennis
Chris Dennis
Ingeniería de grabación
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Ingeniería de mezcla
Figurez Made It
Figurez Made It
Producción
Flexico
Flexico
Producción
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Ingeniería de mezcla
Dj Shawdi P
Dj Shawdi P
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
Yeah, mhm, aye, big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' ****
Murder, murder, murder keep my slugs, my ****
I was taught to never show no love, my ****
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceilin'
Slidin' down Fairfax, ****, I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, ****, so that's on God, I ain't chillin'
[Verse 2]
Yeah, perky, perky, dirty soda, aye
Only talk bags on the Motorola, aye
Push the Hellcat like an old Corolla, aye
I'ma let these racks talk for me, ****
Bitch and I ride with the shooters, aye
Made my cousin a killer
And at fifteen, I was neighborhood drug dealer
I'm so cold hearted I can't show no love ****
But I fucked that bitch to PARTYNEXTDOOR, "Persian rugs", ****
Bought a new AP, it was fifty thousand total
It felt like the Flu Game, when I sold out The Novo
I had to finesse and get the bag I had mad dough, though
If he ain't tryna go get the safe I get it crackin' solo
[Verse 3]
Mhm, aye, big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' ****
Murder, murder, murder keep my slugs, my ****
I was taught to never show no love, my ****
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceilin'
Slidin' down Fairfax, ****, I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, ****, so that's on God, I ain't chillin'
[Verse 4]
Bird Vision, Bandcamp
Had a bad bitch put a hundred thousand in her spandex
The hundred that made me a million, I got it laminated
Can't fuck with none of these broke ****, they contaminated
Thank God for all these blue faces, I barely done made it
Made forty thousand on New Years, took a private to Vegas
I been on promethazine so long when I'm sliding I'm faded
I've been tryna get a crib so long, now I got it, it's gated
I been touchin' all these millions I know they gon' hate it
My chef cook up filet mignon, got sauce and I ate it
****, I been ballin' every season like Kobe with eight
All these **** gon' hate
I stayed down and got rich, now I'm fuckin' on this his bae
[Verse 5]
Mhm, aye, big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' ****
Murder, murder, murder keep my slugs, my ****, aye
I was taught to never show no love, my ****
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceilin'
Slidin' down Fairfax, ****, I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, ****, so that's on God, I ain't chillin'
Written by: Cristian Gonzalez, Joseph Nguyen, Rodrick Moore, Steven Alexander
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