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Big Steppa
1,512
Hip-Hop/Rap
Big Steppa was released on October 25, 2021 by Billion Dollar Baby Entertainment as a part of the album Up N' Coming
album cover
Release DateOctober 25, 2021
LabelBillion Dollar Baby Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wisdom
Wisdom
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wisdom Awute
Wisdom Awute
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Uzo
Uzo
Producer

Lyrics

Bitch, I’m a big steppa
It ain’t easy
Rules around this shit
Sosa
Bitch, I’m a big steppa
It ain’t easy, it’s rules around this shit
She sucking dumb
I think she loss a screw around this bitch
We glizzied up
I can never lose or be a lick
‘Bout money n****
Moving weight or passing off them bricks
Well you know that we stepping, fasho
She want her a steppa, she want her a goat
She see me on stage rocking shows
Oh yeah, I’m that n**** you see on them post
I can’t cap for no bitches or lie to no hoes
Or front for you n****s, bitch, we stay wit them poles
It’s a story behind it when we throw up the 4s
Bitch, we came out the mud wit just dreams and some hope
Ice on my neck, need a coat
Iced out her neck, bet it float
If murder was all that she wrote
How come your opps still alive like a roach
I been that since I came out the womb
He speaking on my name, he a tomb (he dead)
Fresh as hell when I walk in the room
You can call me gangsta, but can’t call me fool
Bitch, I’m a big steppa
It ain’t easy, it’s rules around this shit
She sucking dumb
I think she loss a screw around this bitch
We glizzied up
I can never lose or be a lick
‘Bout money n****
Moving weight or passing off them bricks
They see a young n**** getting bread
Now bitches who curved me wanna fuck me instead
She cap if she left me on read
Never flew out in public, only flew private jet
She say she a fan, well then pull out your tits
Body thicker then a cold bowl of grits (she thick)
Pussy n****s in my dms, having fits
I choose to be humble, but I could fuck ya bitch
I get calls everyday from the lamest of n****s
If it ain’t bout the guap, what you saying lil n****
I was out in the street wit no change or no dinner
I had copped me a heat to prepare for the winter
Give a fuck bout a trump, I’m still sending them missiles
They know we don’t bluff when we toting them pistols
You talking yo shit, don’t be mad when we hit ya
I’m fucking yo bitch, you go home and you kiss ha
Bitch, I’m a big steppa
It ain’t easy, it’s rules around this shit
She sucking dumb
I think she loss a screw around this bitch
We glizzied up
I can never lose or be a lick
‘Bout money n****
Moving weight or passing off them bricks
Written by: Wisdom Awute
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