Trilldeal - Steady Lyrics

Bitch I'm balling
Phone ringing yeah the money calling
Got your bitch on the other line pussy stay crawling
All you niggas trynna jock me
My style be so flawless
Shotty to your head gon' leave a nigga jawless

Put the pressure
Diamonds on my wrist up to my necklace
Fifth wheel, po'd up and you know that I'm up next
Um I see the bigger picture
My problems in a swisher
Groupie lil hoes come and beg me for a picture

Trunk popped
Bass cranked up to the max
I been paper chasing lil nigga you know that's a fact
All my windows tinted
Getting necked up in the back
Keep it real lowkey when I'm plotting my attacks

I'm the realist
Trill young nigga got no feelings
Sun beaming down got the candy paint gleaming
Rockstar lifestyle Turnt got me geeking
Got these bitches freaking and that forty leave you leaking bitch

Ay Ay Ay
Big money bags
Swang and swerve in the slab
Wood grain gripping
Pretty hoes rolling gas
Baby this a big wheel car ain't no going fast
Double cup sipping I'm a fiend for the act right now

Pull up and I came top down
Know that I'm a king and I came to take the crown
Steal a nigga bitch and I leave him with a frown
Bally round my waist hold the motherf*cking rounds up

Cold stepper
All about my cheddar
Don't play with me boy cus I got a short temper
Yes sir ,you know that I'm blessed up
All my niggas coming up if they're in my presence
All my niggas flexed up
We don't speak with peasants
Heard he talking down but that thirty teaching lessons
You don't want smoke boy better get to stepping
Got that big drum that'll send you straight to heaven