album cover
Big Steppa
2,869
Hip-Hop/Rap
Big Steppa was released on March 12, 2021 by Music The Label as a part of the album Big Steppa - Single
album cover
Release DateMarch 12, 2021
LabelMusic The Label
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NLE Choppa
NLE Choppa
Performer
TG Kommas
TG Kommas
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
anthony tate
anthony tate
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
anthony tate
anthony tate
Producer
jetsonmade
jetsonmade
Producer

Lyrics

Ooh
Ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah (oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Shots fired, man down, it go bow, chick-a-bow
My lil' youngin' caught him lackin', all you heard was choppa sound
Knock him down, get yo' bitch ass off the ground ****
That's what you get for all that fuckin' playin' 'round ****
This ain't no playground ****, but if you wanna play well shit, come outside
When we outchea selling drugs, and dodging slugs, and totin' Glock nines
You were 16 in the house and you were spoiled, your life not like mine
I was 16 in the trap house, met a plug, and I am not lyin'
Until I made my momma proud because I graduated on time
But shit, my mindset at the time, get rich or die tryin'
A **** tried to take my shine, they gon' die tryin'
Bitch, slow your roll **** (come on)
Like slow your roll player, I be with some big steppers
100 shots rang out the bell, that's a lot of pressure
**** cowards, they be foldin' under pressure
Bullet shower, better get your umbrella
Check the calendar, murder always on the schedule
Bullets hot as a cayenne pepper (brrt)
.223s will put him on the stretcher (ayy)
Yeah, I be with some big steppers (ayy)
Steppers who we runnin' with, who the fuck you gunnin' with?
Pressure bust pipes, I swung the pipe and then now he call it quits
Murder fits, I used to murder then this shit get murderous
I'm murderless, we cross his name out right after we murder him
The police asking us about him, we never heard of him
Wrappin' and catchin' them bodies, just like we Soulja Slim
Bend at the curve right behind him, aye we gon' follow him
Destination, pull up and face him, whoever ridin' with him
Silos and kilos, got me feeling like I'm Dino
Pack touch down, the drugs in, we blowin' tree smoke
Big Loc, made him reload, came to some wild note
Choppa got a wide scope, bullseye, hit him right on the nose
I asked my **** did he see when I hit him, he say no
So you know I had to go and spin the Benz again for sure
I see a **** leavin', I'ma shoot 'til he ain't woke
Look at his eyes he saw a ghost, I told him, it was time to go
Like slow your roll player, I be with some big steppers
100 shots rang out the bell, that's a lot of pressure
**** cowards, they be foldin' under pressure
Bullet shower, better get your umbrella
Check the calendar, murder always on the schedule
Bullets hot as a cayenne pepper
.223s will put him on the stretcher
Yeah, I be with some big steppers
Ooh (bullets hot as a cayenne pepper)
Ooh (.223s will put him on the stretcher)
Written by: anthony tate
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...