Gucci Steppers Lyrics

See we ain't gon' talk about the past tense

You keep on saying that I went crazy I say I hadn't

See I was showing love, but I wasn't gettin' it back then

I'm talm' bout back when, when I was rockin' KD thought I had it

See I won't cherish these lil hoes, I bring the pack in

And ion like talking about relations Ian never last in

I made a few lah' hoes fall in love a couple times

Do you feel me

(Do you feel me)

I'm where she come from

And I ain't gon' speak on what we did just know she taste cum

I been poppin' bars to ease my feelings, where the hate come from

I don't fall in love with no one

So don't you claim that

She asked me have you seen a angel, I responded no

But til this day I talk to Fred but he a demon though

I told my mama one day we gon' walk on marble floors

But take this car here as a gift and go and hit the road

I know they gon change, that's why I go about my business

I don't hang around to many cause they keep fucking up my image

Hopping out in Gucci we gon' punish that

Designer baby tell me where yo money at

I run through that money like a running back

(Yeah)

They just know me by Savage, they don't now that I pull up and get that backend

How you lose my trust, got me thinking that you average

Bitches come in different ways that ass I wanna grab it

Don't hold that shit in, tell me what it is

I been thinking bout your smile I'm all alone I shed a tear

And sometimes I wanna die I ain't just rapping this shit real

He got caught up In the field, trynna find a way to live

You like my voice baby

Ouu Savage you got drip, yeah you moist ain't it

Why they keep talking about my past, that shit a choice ain't it

I hate when they say that, they know I don't play that

Trynna jump on shit like a jax

You treat her like a queen, I treat her like a hoe

I'm like a pimp, yeah I tell her what to do

I don't care nun bout these bitches all I know is adios

Now and days if I don't speak, they gon' say that I'm a hoe

Fuck you and all yo dead people

Ain't got no bodies but I got a lot of head eagles

They broke as fuck, ain't spending nun I see they fucked up

We got our bag up and now they wanna hate us

I don't get in my feelings about no shit, I blow that cash bout it

Go get the money baby I ain't never sad about it

I ain't in the streets they playing tag

And them boys they bound to get up on yo ass

These hoes be lying to they niggas be on Bissonet selling pussy bitch

Aye man aye look man I think this need to be said man

Cause y'all niggas be tender dick as fuck

Aye look it ain't no pressure bout no bitch ya feel me go get y'all money up

And that's real

See we ain't gon' talk about the past tense

You keep on saying that I went crazy I say I hadn't

See I was showing love, but I wasn't gettin' it back then

I'm talm' bout back when, when I was rockin' KD thought I had it

See I won't cherish these lil hoes, I bring the pack in

And ion like talking about relations Ian never last in

I made a few lah' hoes fall in love a couple times

Do you feel me

(Do you feel me)

I'm where she come from

And I ain't gon' speak on what we did just know she taste cum

I been poppin' bars to ease my feelings, where the hate come from

I don't fall in love with no one

So don't you claim that