.1step Lyrics

All my bitches they came with a broad and (Yeah)

All my niggas done came with the sauce

(Huh, Yeah Okay, Huh Yeah Huh Okay)

Yeah

I put my foot on the dash in Ubers

I'm with the crew in a van we moving

I was in school then I planned, Start a movement

If you calling me salmon I'm calling you stupid, ya bitch

Yea, Know that it's S.A.M.N. X don't get excluded

Don't get it fucked up know we exclusive

They don't want smoke, they don't wanna be zooted, uh huh

Hand me the rock bitch you might get rocked bitch

I'm calling and one, no I did not miss

I gotta (POP!)

I gotta fuck it up, never wanna leave better see how i'm comin up

Detour neeeded when you see me,

Shootin videos HD through the TV know I had to come and just run it up

Niggas wanna hate but I feel all the love (I feel all the love)

Tats on my neck not my arm

They keep the boy tucked but they gave him a voice now he sounding alarms

Fuck is a strap? yeah puffin the pack, he ain't stuck in the trap but he doin some harm

Feel like i'm Michael I tell y'all to beat it

She been a vegan but i'm trynna meet it

Niggas want beef, but he got a beat for me I tell em' keep it (Keep that shit lil' nigga huh)

(Such grace, Yeah, Lotta grace)

Been in my, been in my, been in my-

Been in my denim its all in my genes(Genes)

Whatchu got in between?

Bitch I can't stand you, I might go sip lean (Lean!)

Walk up to heaven like God is my twin

Knock knock whose there?

C'ya I'm swinging on all them chandeliers

Eating this beat up I'm using no silverware

Asking for Lance like Silva, where?

(Yeah)

Limousine limousine

End of the sidewalk like you can ask Silverstein

This ain't 'SOCIETY' fuck all the symmetry

Don't needa like me bitch I'm not a simile

You gotta problem u payin the piper

Poppin' no pistol I came with a sniper

Scope out ya shorty like I didnt invite her But I'm gonna hit it just pass me a lighter

Skrt!

(Body and soul)

Yeah!

Blinded by the overlack of never getting trust huh

Opposition fall on me a Nigga can't sleep them niggas some feds huh(Yeah)!

Told her only reason they gon slide If it's bout mine they on some peon shit

Feinin for some new SAMN it's on the way baby we talkin bout greatness

Talk to the hand, don't wanna resort to the hands

It's money talk , everyone plotting

But they ain just using they hands

It's really commercial

I'm feeling outrageous

Doin my dancey dance

Winded by bitches like Megan

These Niggas can't see me

Posin for pics now ya boy ina big league

I'm getting rich that's the goal

Smiley rah, just looking for some sloppy top

I blast off like a kamahameha

Cuz' when i slide in I treat this shit just like a job

But except I ain't clocking off

Bitch it's smiley saint, really one step from heaven

If we talking bout climbing ranks I ain't had a break

Not even for a passing day

Niggas talkin bout snakes in the grass nigga I like rakes

What even more can I say? Bitch I smoke a pound of grass a day

I ain't had a way, ski mask at the matinee, stickin up and I grab away

Got me fucked up

Niggas talkin bout 'salmon' shit

Nigga my life glamorous cause I ain't had shit

So them niggas know we came to win cause we walked in damaging

And we ain't sleep, yo bitch laying next to me and her ass start nodding off

AAA batteries, them niggas done lost control, so they ass start logging off

But it ain't a game, them niggas know we ain't the same I'm too slick prince purple rain

Talk me face to face, them niggas better state ya case

Fore' I turn into major payne and it's ugh

Yeah

All my bitches they came with a broad

All my niggas done came with the sauce

All my bitches they came with a broad

All my niggas done came with the sauce

Yeah, this is the ghetto

This is the ghetto that we just remember

It was so simple, but

I should've called you that time in September

Will you walk or will you run

Or will you fly to see the sun

Tabs dancin' on your tongue

You should've played somebody son

Ooh

I'm facing the blunt

Bitch i'm a critic when tasting the runtz

If you gon' pivot just stay on the one

Twos and threes, P's & Q's

What's you to me, we stay in the sun

Usually, but back in September

That was yo birthday month girl I remember

Now my hearts frozen, cold in winter

Used to be hopeless, now I just hope that I can just focus frozen dinners

We used to just dance in the sun like it's just me and you we ain't have anyone

We used to be crazy in love

Now its crazy because

You, you never had someone, like me, like you

You never wanna find someone

Like me, like you

I know it seems like i'm winning, ooh

But there's times I ain't good, love

Few shots got me spnnin, ooh

(Drunk talk)

Yeah, this is the ghetto

This is the ghetto that we just remember

I tried to give you the world, now you leave town in a week

You flyin' out with your(Mm Mm)

Ima be honest I wish it was me

More that I see it yeah you should be free

Seein' that you is so happy got me feelin' sappy yeah

Life is a bitch, I tell her get at me and move to the ritz

My life always movin' i'm missin the shit that I miss

Can I keep lovin for all that it is

Die in a coffin and put in a ditch

I'm fucking the thought of you out of my mind

Killing you softly without a nine

And its crazy because

And the whole time, and the whole time I

I blamed you

But the whole time

But the whole time, but the whole time you

You blamed me, yeah

Back in September my love

Rollin' to town with my love

Clean out my sprinter

I know you honest my love, you know i'm honest enough

I made it harder to trust

I was out lookin for someone to fuck

Closed doors, bitches slime

Closed doors never find me

You knew the whole time

But I'm one step, one step from heaven

But I'm one step, one step from heaven