[Intro: Eli Fross]
Ahh (It's Great John beats, baby)
What (Haha)
Ayy, gang
[Verse: Eli Fross & Sleepy Hallow]
SRT be speedin', know I do the dash
Slow it down lil' mama, I can't be with you, you movin' fast
(Who is that?)
Baddie, she a wetty, know I'm finna splash
All the opps be bussin' in my blunt, no I ain't finna pass
Headshots, if he spin this block, we tryna make him crash
Red dots, beam drawn on your body, nigga, gimme that
Incredible, once he seen that Glock, you know I made him dash
Always on that dummy shit, that's probably why I skipped the class
Flex and flash, used to call me ugly, now she want me smash
Fuck and pass, fuckin' on his bitch, I know I made him mad
I made him sad, I can't wife no bitch none of my niggas had
Brodie blast, mommy brung him in but I'ma send 'em back
Movin' tact, feet back of the back, lil' bitch I'm tryna relax
Shooters strapped, did that drill and tossed it, bought some еxtra gats
Hollows put a hole up in his chest, we lеave him asthmatic
Yeah, my bitch is sweet just like some candy, now I'm diabetic
All the opps we put up in the sky, we probably run heaven
Before you ain't, but now you realize you see them boys steppin'
Lotta steppers bitch, uh
Know we steppin' shit, uh
Know my steppers lit, uh
Get you wet up quick
You could bring a hundred niggas, ninety-nine gon' end up hit
Hollows hit his stomach, nigga made his gang come out and spin
Made 'em come out and what?
They ain't doin' shit
Rich just called me up, said when I land, he got the cooler kit
Free my nigga Sheff and fuck the judge, my brother innocent (Free bro)
Eli, that's my ape, it ain't no tellin' how we movin' shit (Layo)
Who them steppers, bitch? (Huh)
We them steppers, bitch
Brand new Air Force Ones, we kill a nigga if he step on it
That lil' bitch no fun, I fucked her friend 'cause she was celibate
Ain't no pimp, but you know I could teach you how to sell a bitch
Top finesser, I could sell some water to a fuckin' fish
Top agresser, I can't follow victim to no stupid shit
Top addresser, that's the last place that I fucked a nigga bitch
Nigga sick, if you fuck my bitch, don't do that petty shit
[Outro: Eli Fross]
Ah, know we steppin' shit (Hahaha)
Know my steppers lit (Free Sheff, man)
You know we steppin' shit (You know the fuck goin' on)
You know my steppers lit (Haha)
Steppin' shit
Know we steppin' shit
Know I'm steppin' shit
Ahh (It's Great John beats, baby)
What (Haha)
Ayy, gang
[Verse: Eli Fross & Sleepy Hallow]
SRT be speedin', know I do the dash
Slow it down lil' mama, I can't be with you, you movin' fast
(Who is that?)
Baddie, she a wetty, know I'm finna splash
All the opps be bussin' in my blunt, no I ain't finna pass
Headshots, if he spin this block, we tryna make him crash
Red dots, beam drawn on your body, nigga, gimme that
Incredible, once he seen that Glock, you know I made him dash
Always on that dummy shit, that's probably why I skipped the class
Flex and flash, used to call me ugly, now she want me smash
Fuck and pass, fuckin' on his bitch, I know I made him mad
I made him sad, I can't wife no bitch none of my niggas had
Brodie blast, mommy brung him in but I'ma send 'em back
Movin' tact, feet back of the back, lil' bitch I'm tryna relax
Shooters strapped, did that drill and tossed it, bought some еxtra gats
Hollows put a hole up in his chest, we lеave him asthmatic
Yeah, my bitch is sweet just like some candy, now I'm diabetic
All the opps we put up in the sky, we probably run heaven
Before you ain't, but now you realize you see them boys steppin'
Lotta steppers bitch, uh
Know we steppin' shit, uh
Know my steppers lit, uh
Get you wet up quick
You could bring a hundred niggas, ninety-nine gon' end up hit
Hollows hit his stomach, nigga made his gang come out and spin
Made 'em come out and what?
They ain't doin' shit
Rich just called me up, said when I land, he got the cooler kit
Free my nigga Sheff and fuck the judge, my brother innocent (Free bro)
Eli, that's my ape, it ain't no tellin' how we movin' shit (Layo)
Who them steppers, bitch? (Huh)
We them steppers, bitch
Brand new Air Force Ones, we kill a nigga if he step on it
That lil' bitch no fun, I fucked her friend 'cause she was celibate
Ain't no pimp, but you know I could teach you how to sell a bitch
Top finesser, I could sell some water to a fuckin' fish
Top agresser, I can't follow victim to no stupid shit
Top addresser, that's the last place that I fucked a nigga bitch
Nigga sick, if you fuck my bitch, don't do that petty shit
[Outro: Eli Fross]
Ah, know we steppin' shit (Hahaha)
Know my steppers lit (Free Sheff, man)
You know we steppin' shit (You know the fuck goin' on)
You know my steppers lit (Haha)
Steppin' shit
Know we steppin' shit
Know I'm steppin' shit
( Eli Fross )
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