STEPBACK! Lyrics – SGM
Singer: SGM
Title: STEPBACK!
Gang, ay yuh [ay, yuh, wha-, posted wit that
Gang, gang, gang [posted with that, yuh, huh, yuh, oh yuh
[fah – fah, fah – fah, fah – fah
[Hook: Zai
My blick like a message, I take out the Glock and send
Got the cash on my feet like a moccasin
Who you talkin to? I got me a model b#tch
Got a scope on my body, I hardly miss
You not wit’ us step back, n#gg#
I’m countin’ all of dese’ racks, n#gg#
In her throat hopin’ she don’t gag, n#gg#
[Verse 1: Zai
Peter piper pickin’ peckets of bullets
I hardly go in, cut his sh#t like a mullet
I was up before all of you n#gg#s I shouldn’t
Be makin hits cuz’ all you n#gg#s is p#ss#
I’m in a drop top, SRT
Feel like ViGi, you can’t hit me
This a new blick, this a whole new beam
He want the smoke, this a whole nеw week [yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s crazy]
[Vеrse: 2: ViGi
Yeah, like whatchu’ want wit’ me?
Cause I knock his #ss out, now that boy thinkin’ “why Glock on top of me?”
He gettin’ scared, but he a p#ss# I say thats ya better be
Yeah, dis’ yoppa gon yop wit longitude
Send yo #ss flyin, it dont care bout no attitude
I’m gon send a shoota, like a man or two
And I know they gon kill like a man or dude
Yeah, I stole a bar from Mo
Blade n a 9 dat I tote
I pull up wit a scope on my AUG we gon make em like talk we gon drop they #ss down if they ever say no
Bands on bands, Benjamin Franklin’s
Slow as a turtle, like franklin
The block gon’ be feelin’ like berlin
You like dat b#tch, when you shoot yo’ shot
Gon’ miss like yo’ surname sterling
He stay chase a b#tch, he askin’ me how
And I told dat’ boy I ain’t no merlin
That b#tch really leakin yo info, she gave me a summary
Flow onna beat like a bread, that be buttery
Gettin’ the cake, you would think it’s a bakery, yeah
Step on his block
Pop shuv it he runnin’ it’s still gonna pop
Preposterous moves got me swinging my locs
Don’t try mess wit me else you getting bopped
Buh Buh yo head like its whack a mole
Don’t try and wish him back brother this ain’t no dragon ball
Talkin all that hot stuff but really you are not man at all
Catch him on the street and im sending him to the medical
Meditate on sending you to heaven’s gate
They know I’m heaven sent, you tryna medicate
Based off of precedent I am the monarchy
Missin’ your bullets you can never touch on me
[Verse 4: MBRK
I am a natural talkin spittin’ rizzin’ off of ambition they listen timid
When I’m making a livin’ off of written scriptures
Rippin’ vision off trippers who lackin’ a mission
Huh damn that was a lot to take in
You do not like me I’ll talk to your friend
Whatever you do ain’t a means to an end
Left to the wolves and you could never fend
Huh yeah defend yourself
Countin’ bands of wealth
It’s a massive hell
Coins up in the well
It won’t make you well
My hands fakin’ tells
You could never guess
Boy I’m better than
Know I’m never pressed
[Tag: Gill
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