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lirik lagu ​steppin – ike the tike

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​steppin lyrics
[chorus]
you see how i’m steppin
i don’t gotta say much, i’m getting money too quick (d*mn)
the chop gon’ melt him
walk with a drac on me, like i came from the 6 (yeah)
i’m going up and they mad
these n*ggas hate while they sit on their ass
b*tch tryna date, i’m married to the cash
pushing 200, the whip finna crash

[verse]
“i got a white plug”
no you don’t
you n*ggas be chatting and doin the most
got h*rns on my head how they say i’m a goat
i’m spitting for real, but yall don’t even know
the best in my city yall know that
water on me like a boat, no kodak
said you got money, then you better show that
i done came up, and i’m never gon’ go back
huh, i had a plan though
i don’t fight but ill knock out your mans though
try to play mе, but this ain’t piano
finna blow in this b*tch like a mento, huh
pick up the flow and thе tempo
i’m on my king sh*t, like sacramento, huh
b*tch i’m all up on yo head though
he talking crazy, we fill him with lead though, huh, wait
pull out the blade, cut him up like aizen
always ahead, do it just like aizen
stop tryna diss, b*tch, i will not fight you
he jacking static, we calling him raichu
looked at my ig, all of a sudden she hitting my phone up
she tryna f*ck, had to tell her to hold up (hold up)
she know that i’m finna blow up
ah, did it again
f*ck out my face, i ain’t lookin for friends
you do not know me, stop calling me twin
making a scene when i hop out the benz
you n*ggas sheep, i ain’t following trends
condo sh*t, yeah that’s what we in
going insane in this b*tch like i’m lin
won’t ever stop cause i don’t see an end, yeah
scoring these buckets on b*tches like maya because they all f*ck with my energy, uh
you n*ggas are all at the bottom, so why would i care ’bout what the f*ck you telling me?
tell me who think that they ending me
yall ain’t on sh*t, and u can’t ever step to me
i’m in the lead, you in last like the letter z
up in the stu cooking up like a recipe, ha, wait
yeah, you is a f*ck n*gga
all on my d*ck bruh, you probably f*ck n*ggas
not on my level, understand i’m done with you
she getting clingy, ain’t no time for loving you
chop write like haiku
i’m in the sky in a high*rise too
stand on the racks, now i’m 9’2
stop tryna copy what i do (yeah, gang)
walk this beat like a dog, no leash
i come through, and it’s eyes on me
we finna feud with his family
better stop ‘fore i become steve harvey
be yourself, n*gga, you not me
fake ass drank, n*gga, that’s not lean
i’m posted up with the crew doe
and we finna catch him alone, n*gga no motley
[chorus]
you see how i’m steppin
i don’t gotta say much, i’m getting money too quick (d*mn)
the chop gon’ melt him
walk with a drac on me, like i came from the 6 (yeah)
i’m going up and they mad
these n*ggas hate while they sit on their ass
b*tch tryna date, i’m married to the cash
pushing 200, the whip finna crash

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