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Step 1 Video (MV)




Performed By: Lakeyah
Featuring: DJ Drama
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: Jevonte Robinson, Lakeyah Robinson, Marlon Amilcar Murcia




Lakeyah - Step 1 Lyrics
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[ Featuring DJ Drama ]

"It's no playbook that they hand out
You figure this shit out
Makes it my time"

I said step one
Run the money up
Yeah, that's for certain (woah)
Brand new big body
I told my driver close the curtains (ayy)
Okay, step two
If it ain't broke don't fix it ho
Just work it (work it)
I'm throwin' racks
This battle of the bands look like a Versuz
Okay, step three
These bitches gotta know that they can't f*ck wit' me
As long as it's some racks around me
Bitch, I'm in good company (I am)
Okay, step four
Tell 'em it ain't checkers this a chess board
All these shooters 'round me
You know Keyah who they step for

Look they know I'm wit' the shits
One of my demons they gon' play wit' you (on God)
Known to fix a bitch up like a whip
My niggas play wit' tools
And I ain't squashin' shit if you a opp
You betta play it cool
Beefin' wit' Lakeyah
Betta find you somethin' safe to do
Ayy, three shows back to back wit' it
Got like 50K in my duffle bag
Came back to my hometown
And did two more so I doubled that (I did)
Broke bitches sayin' shit about me
That's cheap talk, I ain't hearin' that (yeah, yeah)
Same bitches yellin' f*ck me
Can't f*ck wit' me so they double back
Smoke good 'cause I'm pressure (ayy)
I'm a real life big flexer (ayy)
Got like twenty some' on my wrist now
But them Cuban links on my dresser (woah)
Cost a real ticket a piece, nigga (ayy)
Ice out of yo' league, nigga (ayy)
Let a nigga try to reach for it
Let 'em know why we keep the heat wit' us (on God)

I said step one
Run the money up
Yeah, that's for certain (woah)
Brand new big body
I told my driver close the curtains (ayy)
Okay, step two
If it ain't broke don't fix it ho
Just work it (work it)
I'm throwin' racks
This battle of the bands look like a Versuz
Okay, step three
These bitches gotta know that they can't f*ck wit' me
As long as it's some racks around me
Bitch, I'm in good company (I am)
Okay, step four
Tell 'em it ain't checkers this a chess board
All these shooters 'round me
You know Keyah who they step for

"What you steppin' today for?
Is it love? Is it funds? Is it drugs?
Or is it none of the above?
Take this shit step by step
P, what's up?
DJ Drama"
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"It's no playbook that they hand out
You figure this shit out
Makes it my time"

I said step one
Run the money up
Yeah, that's for certain (woah)
Brand new big body
I told my driver close the curtains (ayy)
Okay, step two
If it ain't broke don't fix it ho
Just work it (work it)
I'm throwin' racks
This battle of the bands look like a Versuz
Okay, step three
These bitches gotta know that they can't f*ck wit' me
As long as it's some racks around me
Bitch, I'm in good company (I am)
Okay, step four
Tell 'em it ain't checkers this a chess board
All these shooters 'round me
You know Keyah who they step for

Look they know I'm wit' the shits
One of my demons they gon' play wit' you (on God)
Known to fix a bitch up like a whip
My niggas play wit' tools
And I ain't squashin' shit if you a opp
You betta play it cool
Beefin' wit' Lakeyah
Betta find you somethin' safe to do
Ayy, three shows back to back wit' it
Got like 50K in my duffle bag
Came back to my hometown
And did two more so I doubled that (I did)
Broke bitches sayin' shit about me
That's cheap talk, I ain't hearin' that (yeah, yeah)
Same bitches yellin' f*ck me
Can't f*ck wit' me so they double back
Smoke good 'cause I'm pressure (ayy)
I'm a real life big flexer (ayy)
Got like twenty some' on my wrist now
But them Cuban links on my dresser (woah)
Cost a real ticket a piece, nigga (ayy)
Ice out of yo' league, nigga (ayy)
Let a nigga try to reach for it
Let 'em know why we keep the heat wit' us (on God)

I said step one
Run the money up
Yeah, that's for certain (woah)
Brand new big body
I told my driver close the curtains (ayy)
Okay, step two
If it ain't broke don't fix it ho
Just work it (work it)
I'm throwin' racks
This battle of the bands look like a Versuz
Okay, step three
These bitches gotta know that they can't f*ck wit' me
As long as it's some racks around me
Bitch, I'm in good company (I am)
Okay, step four
Tell 'em it ain't checkers this a chess board
All these shooters 'round me
You know Keyah who they step for

"What you steppin' today for?
Is it love? Is it funds? Is it drugs?
Or is it none of the above?
Take this shit step by step
P, what's up?
DJ Drama"
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Jevonte Robinson, Lakeyah Robinson, Marlon Amilcar Murcia
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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