Steppin on Shit ft. Da Biggest Bird Lyrics

You keep lyin' when you oughta be truthin', (Tariq)

And you keep losin' when you oughta not bet

These boots are made for walkin',

And that's just what they'll do

One of these days these boots are gonna

Walk all over you

She wanna be my favorite,

But that bitch can't take no dick

Stand on ten, don't take no shit.

They pay me, I don't pay no bitch

Off that Don, we lit as shit.

Sneaky link, don't take no pic

Baby scuffin' up my kicks,

But I'm fuckin' up her wig

Yeah, I push her lace back.

I'm want a QT.

I don't do Racetrack

No Diddy, but I make her take that.

Big Bagg Q, you gon' pull up in the Maybach

Only Fans baby she want me to tape that. Here come the brand new flavor like Craig Mack

She eatin' me up and she want me to say that. Fat butt bitch and you know I'ma slay that

Yeah, I hit up Big Bird.

Nigga wanna snap and get cropped out the picture

I'm with your bitch and she gone off the liquor. I get her wet like she smokin' a dipper

She say she a squirter, I think she a pisser. Baby, no kissin' cause I'm not a kisser

She waxin' that kitty cause I don't do whiskers. Yeah, I got the bait like a fisher

(Swerve)

They call me Big Bird, I'm the life of the party. A shot of Don Ju

Man, that shit get me started

It's ass everywhere!!!

It's ass everywhere!!

On bruh that shit gon' retarded

I'm fuckin' with Nae and she up on them lights. My bitches, they duffy and they lookin' right

I said it once and I'ma say it again on Big Boy. No, I do not ride no bikes

On Big Boy

And I'm movin' too swift.

Pull up to the function, 30 different bitches

From Bougie to Project on Bruh, you can pick. Watch them hood rat bitches, they snatchin' your shit

My hood rat joint, she might get you together. My bitches, they Kirk in any kind of weather

Don't even try to reach.

(Whistle)

Look like she done already got you together

Got a call from the can.

Who is this?

I'm tryin' to look

Got me thinkin' it's a scam.

Nah, it's the men. Go hit the books

Don't let your favorite rapper fool you. Man, that ice, he got it took

I'm bout to sell that shit and get it off. Spend it on a new look

Boots were made for walkin

Steppin' on shit.

And that's just what they'll do

Steppin' on shit.

Boots were made for walkin

Steppin' on shit.

And that's just what they'll do

Steppin' on shit

Steppin' on shit

Walk all over you

Steppin' on shit

Walk all over you

Steppin' on shit

Walk all over you

We steppin' on shit