Steph Curry
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Steph Curry was released on November 21, 2025 by Hallwood as a part of the album Steph Curry - Single
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Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DesignerDon
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Ford
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
2xdev
Producer
Rnb JD
Engineer
Lyrics
Oh my goodness the young **** has the ball
Young **** crosses over, puts up for three
Ball game bitch
Yeah fuck **** know that we did it
Hop out the back
And them pussy boys started to run
Got bodies lil Donny a menace
G class Benz with an ARP
No way to survive
Is your dumb ass kidding
He tryna skip this .762
But I promise this bullet
Got perfect attendance
Fuck **** know that we bang out
Big ahh brr I'm a slang out
Up with a drac let it rang out
I'm really walking around with a big ahh clip
Glock 19 let it hang out
Run up that money
Gotta make sure that pack get shipped
Somebody die if it ain’t out
Know that he dead
But still get shot in his head
Just to go see what he think bout
Aye yo
Aye yo
He was gangsta now all of a sudden
Why would I tempo shoot with this Glock
When I been shooting shit with a button
Got 2Ks for Rudy Gobert sorry ass
Don’t do nothing
I’m not giving my bitch
No god damn ring
She really Chris Paul in this bitch
I’m in her house on a Saturday night
Tryna smack down
I’m going raw in this bitch
Sending them shots
At a fuck **** head
Let 'em flat line
Big quick draw in this bitch
Fucking 'em they gone do nun bout it
Losing the scoreboard I doubt it
Really be shooting
I deadass don’t even miss
Nokap
I had to call curry about it
Aye Steph
“Wassup”
You shoot shit with a ball
I shoot shit with a Glock
“It’s really the same cause bro
At the end of the day we both
Making fuck **** drop”
My patna draymond green
Got 'em a tech
But this 30 gone know when to pop
“And tell yo dead ass opps,
Them **** ain’t shii”
I gotchu my boy let’s rock
Pussy boy come out of hiding
Spin back to back
And we give 'em a smiley
We Not Klay
We never leaving the gang
I promise
“I put that on Riley”
Big bad wolf
And I’m leaving 'em shook
With a new flat back
Lil Donny on timing
I’m tryna walk shit down
Kill 'em stand over his ass
Gotta call up Joe Biden
I’m a go off with this big ahh Glock
Don’t speak on the beef
Don’t let shit die
I was on top of the vette Z6
with a .762, boy I promise to God
I really want it for real
I pop out and bang with that Drac
Send 'em up to the sky
I gotta opp in the north
But I’m chilling on that
Gotta wait till lil buddy outside
We get to cooking these
Lil bitty ****
We turn 'em to chicken
These **** be fried
Shawty not sucking no dick
But applying to be my bitch
Application denied
Put on a drip I get fly as a bumble bee
I’m a score on a opp
Gotta double me
My tall ass opp got put in the ground
Now his deadass permanently
Under me
1 of 1
It’ll never be another me
Back to back and we spinning
You know how that feel
On opp block from 9-5
A 8 hour shift tryna catch me kill
All of my packs so damn
Secluded had to join me a navy
To crack me a seal
Catching a murder a movie
Seeing his eyes roll back
Gotta know that it’s real
Jump off the porch
And I blow like a torch
If I throw me a bullet
He’ll die in that field
Fn dissing
We load up and get in the V
Its nun to hop on a drill
Pussy boy speak he get put in a pack
Cowboys ain't shit till they get rid of Dak
Watching Kentavious Caldwell Pope
Shoot a wide open three
Is worst than terrorist attack
Long live my brudda
Dem **** ain't speaking on beezy
They know that we killing bout that
Knock out his mind
With this big ahh Glock 19
How is you feeling bout that
Pussy boy what's on my mind
Murder
Rudy Gobert outside
Burn 'em
I'm in the house tryna buy me a body
Its nun I pay up the find
Turn 'em
Drilling these ****
I promise I'm safe in the city
Fuck **** banging for crip
Then he move to the south
Now buddy be banging for billy
Ion go out and go speak on the opp shit
Glockies and drakeys be turning 'em silly
Why would I beef when they
Never gon pop shit
Clock winding down and I'm going for 50
Written by: Joshua Ford
