paroles de chanson Step Out - Sbg Tiggy

(RT TRAP ON THE BEAT) I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
You don't want this gun to bust
You don't want this gun to get shot
Yo gun so old it got rust
Yo bullets might jam up the Glock
And we hard as the concrete and rock
Gang come jam up the block
Birds of a feather gone flock
I Cremate a Nigga to dust
I fuck it up aye
Watch me fuck it up aye aye
I fuck it up aye
Watch me fuck it up aye aye
I fuck it up aye
Watch me fuck it up aye
You gone Fuck with us (aye)
Because we fuck shit up
What yeah
What yeah
I don't give no fuck yeah
Step out fresh as fuck yeah
Step out with it tucked yeah
You don't want to get bust with the blicky
Send you up high I'm not talking a hippie
I'm right here you can't miss me
Face to face if you try diss me
Don't shake my hand playing it cool
And you know you don't fuck with me
That's why momma ain't raise no fool
I don't give no fucks plenty
I know damn sure i don't want to be Fat or either be skinny
I Tuck that (fye) On my waist line
While I'm sipping some henny And now you know
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
You don't want this gun to bust
You don't want this gun to get shot
Yo gun so old it got rust
Yo bullets might jam up the Glock
And we hard as the concrete and rock
Gang might jam up the block
Birds of a feather gone flock
I Cremate a Nigga to dust
Keep it cool Nah it's bouta get hot in this bitch
Like i was a record label
Somebody bouta get dropped in this bitch
Dead body
He could've been down to hit that lick
But we knew that he might've been scared probably
I'm keeping it tucked It's not fair without it
Cuz a Nigga a try you and dare without it
Day to the night Im cool as a ice pack
Give me a blunt where the mic at
And if I couldn't move how I wanted to
Don't need a car where the bike at
These niggas rats Where the mice trap
I'm under construction I ask where the pipe at
If you diss me do it face to face
Don't run off to type that
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked on me
Don't wanna fuck you up
But I a fuck you up homie
I a Tear the club up
I a wreck this bitch you don't want me
I asked her what she wanted to eat
She had replied restaurant me
And you know that
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
I step out fresh as fuck
I step out with it tucked
You don't want this gun to bust
You don't want this gun to get shot
Yo gun so old it got rust
Yo bullets might jam up the Glock
And we hard as the concrete and rock
Gang come jam up the block
Birds of a feather gone flock
I Cremate a Nigga to dust