stepping
[Intro]
(Greatestredefined? Who the fuck is that..)
(Sensei, what's good)
[Chorus]
Huh, I'm steppin' (Okay), in 11s (Uh-huh), Smith and Wesson (Uh-huh), get to testin' (Uh-huh)
And my plays going up, it's a blessing
All this cash coming in kinda cool to me
And my last check came in on a Saturday
Ain't it crazy, these hoes ain't believe
Told 'em five-hundred came, and they laughin' (Okay, what the fuck)
I be sticked up, I stay out the mix, shit get me mixed up
Pockets bloated as fuck, need some sit-ups
If you broke on yo' ass, better get up
Big ass gun in the back of thе pick-up
Wake up and cook 'til the sun down
When I'm sleeping, I'm tryna gеt my shit up
Young nigga ride 'round with a blick tucked
Burberry polo, I'm upping my fashion
I'm lovin' the rappin', hoes lovin' the cashin'
Can't focus right now, my soul up in the attic
They say it's gon' pay off, can't believe 'til it happen
Tote in my dreams, bro, I stay with the ratchet
Lil' bruh on the screen think his life cinematic
Damn near everything I say a caption
Damn near everything I say be factual
Why my plays going up? But like, actually
White [?] got me lookin' casual
I be ball-hoggin', Ion' be passin'
Rock too much designer, fit ain't even matching
Clutchin' that heat, bitch, I keep me a dragon
Ho on my Johnson, my nickname Magic
It's just business, windows tinted
[Verse]
Hop on beats and then rap 'til I'm finished
If it's [?], brother knowin' I'm wit' it
Posted up with lil' gang and I'm fitted
I want a Lamb' truck, fuck Honda Civic
Niggas hate fast and they won't admit shit
What you did, twin, I already did it (Like what)
Cash drive 'em nuts, make a bitch do a handstand
Young nigga stay makin' cash, I'm the band man
AP Skelly on me, feel like I'm Kankan
I was with brother, man, swervin' the van, man
Can't talk 'bout me, heard yo' pockets were Ant-Man
Can't talk 'bout me, heard yo' pockets unhealthy
These niggas hatin' and be secretly fan, man
[Chorus]
Huh, I'm steppin' (Okay), in 11s (Uh-huh), Smith and Wesson (Uh-huh), get to testin' (Uh-huh)
And my plays going up, it's a blessing
All this cash coming in kinda cool to me
And my last check came in on a Saturday
Ain't it crazy, these hoes ain't believe
Told 'em five-hundred came, and they laughin' (Okay, what the fuck)
I be sticked up, I stay out the mix, shit get me mixed up
Pockets bloated as fuck, need some sit-ups
If you broke on yo' ass, better get up
Big ass gun in the back of the pick-up
Wake up and cook 'til the sun down
When I'm sleeping, I'm tryna get my shit up
Young nigga ride 'round with a blick tucked
Burberry polo, I'm upping my fashion
I'm lovin' the rappin', hoes lovin' the cashin'
Can't focus right now, my soul up in the attic
They say it's gon' pay off, can't believe 'til it happen
Tote in my dreams, bro, I stay with the ratchet
Lil' bruh on the screen think his life cinematic
Damn near everything I say a caption
Damn near everything I say be factual
Why my plays going up? But like, actually
White [?] got me lookin' casual
I be ball-hoggin', Ion' be passin'
Rock too much designer, fit ain't even matching
Clutchin' that heat, bitch, I keep me a dragon
Ho on my Johnson, my nickname Magic
It's just business, windows tinted