Big Stepper

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Yeah
 Mm, ayy
 Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
 I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga
 Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs my nigga, uh
 I was told to never show no love, my nigga
 Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
 What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceilings
 Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga I was plottin' on the million
 I want a billion nigga, so that's on God I ain't chillin'
 Yeah, ha ha, perky, perky, dirty soda
 Ayy, only talk bags on the Motorola
 Ayy, push the Hellcat like an old Corolla
 Ayy, I'ma let these racks talk for me nigga
 Bitch I done ride with the shooters, ayy
 Made my cousin a killer
 In the '15, I was neighborhood drug dealer
 I'm so cold hearted, I can't show no love, nigga
 But I fuck that bitch to PARTYNEXTDOOR, "Persian Rugs"
 Nigga, uh, bought a brand new AP, it was 50,000 total
 It feel like the flu game, when I sold out the Nova
 I had to finess and get the bag, I had mad dough though
 If he ain't try and go get the safe, I get it crackin' solo
 Mm, ayy
 Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
 I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga
 Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs my nigga, uh
 I was told to never show no love, my nigga
 Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
 What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceilings
 Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga I was plottin' on the million
 I want a billion nigga, so that's on God I ain't chillin'
 Sour vision, bank account
 Had a bad bitch put a 100,000 in her spandex
 That 100 that made me million, I got it laminated
 Can't fuck with none of these broke niggas, they contaminated
 Thank God for all of these bluefaces, I barely done made it
 Made 40,000 on new years, took a private to Vegas
 I been on Promethazine so long, when I'm slidin' I'm faded
 I been tryin' to get a crib so long, now I got it, it's gated
 I been touchin' all of these millions, I know they gon' hate it
 My chef cook up filet mignon, got sauce and then ate it
 Nigga I been ballin' every season like Kobe with aim
 All these niggas gon' hate
 I stayed down and got rich, now I'm fuckin' on this lil' baby
 Mm, ayy
 Big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
 I was taught to go and get it straight up out the mud, lil' nigga
 Murder, murder, murder, keep my slugs my nigga, uh
 I was told to never show no love, my nigga
 Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
 What I got planned next? Gotta put the stars in the ceilings
 Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga I was plottin' on the million
 I want a billion nigga, so that's on God I ain't chillin'
 

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Duration
02:55
Key
8
Tempo
77 BPM

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