Steppas Lyrics

Send my Brodie out to bilxk em up

Your bitch all my body got me tired got my Sippy cup

Got my slimes wit right now they don't play around there'll wipe your nose

You can have my old work I got plenty I got many hoes

Come to your hood I take over I think I'm the goat

Your bitch special I got her contact name as queen throat

Pick her Eeny meany miny moe

I be stepping head to toe

My otter run on feet you be waking boy you mad slow

Split the bitches into 2 like a Fraction I'm a teacher

I remember her back in school she a hoe, used to play the bleacher

Extended clip get blessing bow they head, imma preacher

Your bitch got the wap and the head think imma keep her

Yeah my steppas lit Brodie get the clicking quick

I'm a dog Mike Vick

Ouu I think she Psychic

Never went left me and gang hit them right licks

Got my bread I just stack it just like ruffles I call it my chips

What you say

Yeah my steppas lit

Yeah my steppas lit

Brodie clicking quick

Brodie clicking quick

Send my shooters out ain't gonna be a hit or miss

I got a special play for your bitch ass I just call it blitz

What you say

Yeah my steppas lit

Yeah my steppas lit

Brodie clicking quick

Brodie clicking quick

Send my shooters out ain't gonna be a hit or miss

I got a special play for your bitch ass I just call it blitz

What you say

Yeah my steppas lit

I got another topic for your ass so get it straight

Got a choppa on my hip got a nickname so I call it blaze

Step outside the crib I be fresh I got drip of days

Money on my mind I'm not sick that's how I was raised

Yeah my steppas lit

Nun of my niggas selling shit

Your gang was talking hot put on a mask I just send a hit

My bitch mad ain't gave her D so what she do she just pitch a fit

All these niggas mad got there bitches turning celibate

What you say

I got steppas all around the block

Police found him dead had to outline his body all in chalk

My otter call my phone is you ready I just had to change

My shooters from outta state call them golden state they got Limitless range

What you think

My otters run you down i don't even gotta blink

Why your mans running got him dancing boy y'all in sync

Why you talking hot like your bitch ain't my sneaky link

Hit her one time now she, now she want a ring

Yeah my steppas lit

Yeah my stappas lit

Brodie clicking quick

Brodie clicking quick

Yeah my steppas lit

Yeah my stappas lit

Brodie clicking quick

Brodie clicking quick