Solo Steppin

Solo steppin' on 'em

Solo steppin' on 'em

Can't be out here by myself I need a handgun

That shit crazy, you can die for what yo' man's done

Got six stars on my back, this shit like GTA

She like her niggas going down wit' a (?)

I like my bitches dressing up, they all on high fashion

You told me, "Send it, you got cash", brodie keep askin'

I understand it I won't lie I'm just lowkey flashin'

I told her, "No", she ask, "Why this bitch gon' keep asking?"

I multiply the way by five, that shit keep adding

I got a bitch stay on IG, this bitch just keep tagging

I run this shit up, I tell her undress when I'm ready for her

Put 5 percent on every window, plus the Jeep matted

His bed hot, we burned him up, he got a heat mattress

Put too much money in one pocket, now my jeans saggin'

I told the bitch don't tilt her cup, this not no cheap jacket

So many bitches in one car

We need a fuckin' wagon

I break the money down and count it up and smoke dope

It swing off and every day

I got a broke door

He don't want 9 double m

He want that .40 cal'

If it die down

He spark shit up, he tryna blow smoke

She took a pic while I was sleep

That's when I lost hope

Posting me in her spam page, that's when I lost hoes

I went to jail got on a call

Found out I lost bros

I was just with 'em ridin' fast but don't nobody know (Ridin' fast)

My grandma call now and then, she tell me "Stay safe"

I visit her and my girl, like my gun on my waist

I'm really fucked up in the head I need my fuckin' space (I need my room)

Only sixteen but I can't chill

It's too much on my plate

My brothers locked up in the cell, free the whole eight

Today my day, I'm feelin' nice I bought a whole cake (I bought it all)

A honey bun of all dubs got put on his face

We cross the streets and draw blood, ain't nobody safe

Just stay alert bro, ain't no rules

Crazy how it get

I told my mama, "This for me, been ruthless since a jit"

If I get caught I hope I'm occupied or with the stick

Them trenches hurt me, lightin' candles I know how it get

Yo' dick on fire, you tweakin' out

You hit the wrong bitch

He was jus' gang but y'all got caught

Now he the wrong snitch

He know too much (?)

He still got hit with twenty-nine, he said the wrong shit

He gon' die when he fifty, really fourty-six

He seventeen jumped in the streets and picked the wrong clic

He in the water with them sharks and they gon' kill quick

Fuck all that other shit you heard

Bitch, you gon' feel this (Bitch, you gon' feel this)

Fuck all that other shit you heard

Bitch, you gon' feel this

Mhm-mhm