Step

Damn BT Oh, woah, oh, woah Oh, oh Hmm-mmmmm Oh, oh I said I stepped out with that stick, I'ma tryna step (I'm tryna step) Just think twice You don't move right? Bitch, you get left (you get left) I'm sippin' codeine and this shit fucking up my health (oh, woah) Ran up a check, I'm outta breath She suck the D, don't use no hands, she tell me she don't need help On Percocet, don't fuck wit' Xan's but don't do thirtys, I'm not Stef I'm cutting pills, it's beneficial, don't mistake me for no ref I done been burnt up on a pussy nigga, show him how it felt DOH, .38's and we like choppers You spun and droppin', this here go for all of my shotters Hit him in the fact and make sure he won't go to the doctor Won't even chase at the interstate, one love to my top boys Walk a nigga down, like, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout a nigga? Face shot, face shot, I can't wait to catch you slippin' My niggas on the pills again, their face, they rollin' off them jiggas Eight Glocks, eight Glocks, they know we totin' pistols Big Glocks, got big knots, put that shit on your brain Fuck on that bitch from the back Then I fuck on the front while she Pullin' on all of my chains (oh, oh) Mm-mm, but bitch, I stepped out Tryna see who's tryna step (tryna step) I got that heat, I'm tryna see who tryna melt I said I stepped out with that stick, I'ma tryna step (tryna step) Just think twice You don't move right? Bitch, you get left (you get left) I'm sippin' codeine and this shit fucking up my health (oh, woah) Ran up a check, I'm outta breath She suck the D, don't use no hands, she tell me she don't need help On Percocet, don't fuck wit' Xan's but don't do thirtys, I'm not Stef I'm cutting pills, it's beneficial, don't mistake me for no ref I done been burnt up on a pussy nigga, show him how it felt DOH, .38's and we like choppers (and we like chopper) You spun and droppin', this here go for all of my shotters (all of my shotter) Hit him in the fact and make sure he Won't go to the doctor (won't go to the doctor) Won't even chase at the interstate, One love to my top boys (one love to my top) Walk a nigga down, like, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout a nigga? Face shot, face shot, I can't wait to catch you slippin' (face shot) My niggas on the pills again, their face, they rollin' off them jiggas Eight Glocks, eight Glocks, they know we totin' pistols