RMG - Steppas (feat. Sada Baby) Lyrics

We got the Money & the hoes, the cars and the clothes
You know I got steppers and they all gonna roll
We got the Money & the hoes, the cars and the clothes
All my niggas steppers and they got a bank roll
We got the Money & the hoes, cars and the clothes
You know I got steppers and they all gonna roll
We got the Money & the hoes, cars and the clothes
All my niggas steppers and they got a bank roll
Born in 92, been stepping since bout 10 months
Ain't worried bout no nigga or a bitch that can't keep up
When my daddy went to jail
Called the radio like free cuz
Stay running with Stunna that's my dog and he big bruh
Lucky took a chance on a bucket, f*cked the lick up
Coach Wash bout 6'5, that nigga always had a pick up
Blocked my main line, hit her up off the work phone
I ain't f*cking with the white man
But a Nigga gotta work for em
I know I'm that nigga
But better watch out for my first born
The bitch say she wet, just cuz how I put my shirt on (BaBop)
I ain't really want the bitch
But you know how I got my flirt on
I ain't tryna fight no more
I told that hoe to get her step on
We got the Money & the hoes, the cars and the clothes
You know I got steppers and they all gonna roll
We got the Money & the hoes, the cars and the clothes
All my niggas steppers and they got a bank roll
We got the Money & the hoes, cars and the clothes
You know I got steppers and they all gonna roll
We got the Money & the hoes, cars and the clothes
All my niggas steppers and they got a bank roll
Big dawg
I'm a big stepper, so watch who you come at
Running on niggas, and making them eat they words
I done, done that
My big brother told me how he stepped on niggas
Now, I done become that
My lil brother be wylin his first thought is, where my gun at
40 cal make a Nigga stop short
Like I play in Baltimore
My young bulls coming like they see red
Like you a matador
I'll Sing to my bitch like Sisqo
Call another one when I'm out the door
Ate the whole dick nah she a f*cking carnivore
My sneaky link put that pussy on me
That's why I love to creep with her
Old ass told me her son a rapper
F*ck around and start a beef with em
Just so I can tell him how I f*ck his momma
And how she give it to me
Yea... yea.. how she give it to me
We got the Money & the hoes, the cars and the clothes
You know I got steppers and they all gonna roll
We got the Money & the hoes, the cars and the clothes
All my niggas steppers and they got a bank roll
We got the Money & the hoes, cars and the clothes
You know I got steppers and they all gonna roll
We got the Money & the hoes, cars and the clothes
All my niggas steppers and they got a bank roll
All you niggas lame
All you niggas weak as hell, I charge to the game
Nah, niggas look like corn balls, paying for the fame
Nah, faker than that hoe you with, just like your chain
Listen, I'll smack one of you niggas
Be done slapped one of you bitches
Hit your block, and open trap on you niggas
Cluster strike the map on you niggas
Nah, drop shot, double tap one of you niggas
Nah, up the gun, it ain't no cap on it
Nah, hit the floor, tell your bitch to put her back on it
Nah, I don't knowwwwwwww
HOLD UP
Hold the brick like it's my son, and put a hat on it
See a opp and up the gat on em
Nah, catch that little bitch that lied on me
Nah, can't no rapper say he fired on me
If he did that, he'd be done died on you
All right now