Biggest Stepper Lyrics

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Mama told me never let the hate get to you

I'm the biggest stepper like a HBCU

I been the realest nigga ever, case they confused

See that money and that scope, bet I'm racing to it, uh

Ay

Mama told me never let the hate get to you

I'm the biggest stepper like a HBCU

I been the realest nigga ever, case they confused

See that money and that scope, bet I'm racing to it

Did them packs ever drop, got me stressed out

I was back and forth to the O like it's Epcot

Yeen talking money or some business, get the fuck out

He ain't got the motion for that business, getting short stopped

I was praying niggas never fold on me

Kept pistol on me, I ain't going out like smoke homie

Funny when a nigga wanna dap me but he don't know me

I been in that gym, I get to flexin like I'm Hulk Hogan, uh

Nigga, get your weight up, money all around, Betty Crocker get your cake up

Putting in that work, sore as fuck like a canker

Looking for a handout from a nigga, you a baser

I'm 145, I'm still a dog like a cane co

Any nigga ever test this shit just know I can't go

Niggas always wonder how I do it, bitch I pull strings

You ain't gotta question that little shit cause that's the whole thing

Stand on 10 like I'm walking on the interstate

I gotta eat, don't give a fuck about your dinner plate

You ain't trying to see that lion, bitch I was in a cage

I was broke as fuck, I had to grind, bitch that was many days

Niggas crossed me, shot me nine times like many men

I had to repent and get forgiveness but I'll sin again

I'll sin again, these bitches think I'm the centerfold

That bitch, she acting up, put her on ice and then I send her home

You trying to get you a little money, you gotta let her know

He too tender, he fucked up, he gotta let her go

I'm too P, I don't give a fuck if it was Rubi Rose

I don't give a fuck about no bitch like hoe what's happening

I don't give a fuck about no bitch like hoe I'm stacking

I don't really got no other option, bitch I'm trapping

I don't give a fuck about your problem, bitch I'm taxing

Ay, I ain't playing around with the profits, bitch I'm maxing

I'm the real problem, two pistols like I'm Max Payne

I be getting money, no diddy, I just sack chase

Nigga want a deal but never shop, that's a damn shame

Bitch, she wanna fuck but she don't even know my damn name

Running off on niggas, hell nah, that ain't my damn game

Standing on business, Thomas Jeff, bitch I'm the constitution

Get a bitch, beat the fuck up like she was Ronda Rousey

Ask a bitch how that shit taste like she was trying souse

Uh, like she was trying souse

Alright I'm here with it

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