Step Back!

Uhm, it's a good time to say, "Holy smokes"
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 Said, "What's up? Bitch, what's happenin'?"
 Bitch tryna suck on my dick, I might tap it
 See this .40 round clip, the grip, I might grab it
 My hollow point tip, yo' lip, it cause havoc
 So out my way, bitch, move it, fuck it up
 I got like way too many bands, pockets flooded up
 And what I got in my advanced make yo' stomach fucked
 I keep a strap up on my waist, it got a hollow tucked
 'Cause like, damn, move out my way
 Got new money comin', bitch, stack my pape'
 I leave his ass wanted, I ain't catch a case
 New whip, no keys, electric race
 Like, what the fuck? You bitch, you jake, you fake
 You off the grid, your face decay
 I shoot yo' limbs, my K, two dicks, I got two twins (ayy)
 'Cause I'm boomin'
 All these pussy bitches that be talkin' nothing to my face
 He wanna pull up with a gat and get sprayed, fuck that
 Got two dicks on me, got one for your bitch
 And the other with a laser, you get tased
 Slide through, go drift in a Civ' after talkin' to yo' bitch
 Leave a red dot beam to your face
 And my money makin' money (ayy)
 Where your bands go? (Ayy)
 Bitch, fuck around (ayy)
 I'ma pull up (ayy), and I'll catch another case
 Like, damn, shit, huh?
 What yo' clique gon' do?
 When I slide to yo' crib, what yo' blick gon' do?
 Got yo' girl up on my line, what yo' bitch gon' do?
 Curb stomp a pussy bitch (ayy), what my Rick's goin' through
 Like, damn, shit, and I keep that boom
 If it's over me and you, who yo' bitch gon' choose?
 Flex a hundred dollar shoes, what yo' fit gon' prove?
 And you see me goin' up (ayy, ayy, ayy)
 Why you look confused, huh?
 Tell a pussy boy that I said, "Step back"
 Motherfucker wanna talk, but I'm gettin' the bag
 I see the reason that the motherfuckers takin' it bad
 They know they never wanna be the one to step like that, like
 Boom, bitch, you don't want this
 I'ma pull up with the glick, pussy wanna talk shit, like
 Every motherfucker wanna talk about another
 But they never wanna be the one to pull up the numbers
 See me doin' good, now they wanna say, "I said so"
 Tell me why they never gave a minute from the get-go
 Tell me why they never wanna motherfuckin' let go
 Tell me why my legacy is 'bout to be in set stone
 You don't really wanna play on my ninth life
 Like, oh, my, put them in a lyrical drive-by, I slide by
 Spittin' like a motherfuckin' villain
 I'ma never let them ride 'til they pickin' the right side
 The cyanide in yo' drink, go bye-bye
 Make plays, get bank, for my own time
 Stay away from the motherfuckers tryna be
 The ones to take a blade to my name, I choose life
 Revenge on my chest, I stay in my best
 They stayin' mad that I be winning, do I make you upset?
 I'm makin' moves, and now they comin'
 'Cause I'm gettin' some bread
 But you weren't there when I was broke
 And now you think that we friends
 Forget it
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 Da-da-da-da-da-damn, move out my way
 Got new money comin', bitch, stack my pape'
 I leave his ass wanted, I ain't catch a case
 New whip, no keys, electric race
 Like, what the fuck? You bitch, you jake, you fake
 You off the grid, your face decay
 I shoot yo' limbs, my K, two dicks, I got two twins (two twins, got twins, got twins, got twins, got twins)