Lyrics




Huh?
Huh?
Huh?
Let's go
Step, step, step, step
Shell catcher, huh
Step, step
I don't need no shell catcher
Step, step
Load it up, Boosie
Step, step, step
Let's go
Huh?
Huh?
Real stepper, huh?
Yeah
Scripture NIV, I don't need no shell catcher, huh?
Yeah
Devil talk to me, then he get peeled backwards, huh?
Yeah
Boy, I'm high off God, I don't need my seal vacuumed
Real smacker, holy stepping leg tapper
Let's go
Life and death, finna turn that boy a real capper
Real cap
Walk through the shadow of death, them boys don't feel factored
They don't feel a thing
Them boys not outside, I'm in that real chapper
Real chapper
Folks don't live what they preach, boy, you a real rapper
Real rap
In the trenches selling work, yeah, boy, I'm a real trapper
Real trap
If the devil was a person, run up, boy, I'd still slap him
Runnin' laps around these demons, first and last, I still lap them
I can't pull up in no Hellcat told on my mother
Ain't no doubt
I'm so Christian, only fly in Spirit when I'm taking off
Can't live by the law
Boy, I read my Word, them little boys faking, dog
Boy a thorn
When I see a demon, I might shake it off
Yeah
Huh?
Huh?
Real stepper, huh?
Yeah
Scripture NIV, I don't need no shell catcher, huh?
Yeah
Devil talk to me, then he get peeled backwards, huh?
Yeah
Boy, I'm high off God, I don't need my seal vacuumed
Real stepper
Heaven, I'm a real member
Catch a demon, leave him blue, looking like revealed genders
I was sick inside my sin, but Jesus made me feel better
Yeah, I just play the cards in hand, them demons wig, I still spin
Hey, we ain't selling three fives, got God inside a chop, though
Call up KJ, get them by the bundles, call them Costco
Yeah, mi no hablo inglés, I been beefing with Diablo
She ain't praising Jesus, she can't kick it like Ronaldo
Scripture tell me preach
Okay, 'til we sign the label, that's a reach
Huh?
If I find a sin, I jack it up, I feel like Meek
Huh?
Damn, shorty pretty, she hit my phone and clock your tea
Yeah, treat her like a V
She don't praise God, then we won't meet
Yeah
Huh?
Huh?
Real stepper, huh?
Yeah
Scripture NIV, I don't need no shell catcher, huh?
Yeah
Devil talk to me, then he get peeled backwards, huh?
Yeah
Boy, I'm high off God, I don't need my seal vacuumed
Huh?
Pop out with that, frrr, it's on me
Know it's staying by my side
Like I'm playing flip a coin, I told dog, he pick a side
If you step for GOD, I'm on your block, just come outside
Baby holy, huh?
She keep that, frrr, and she down to ride
In the 404 with you, killing demons what I do
Looked him in the face and asked him, You said you did what to who?
Bible blicking, gospel Glock go crazy, that's my whoopty-woo
Walk him down, told him this one easy, they said, Shooter, shoot
Killing my flesh, living this life so
Crazy, know that I'm walking with Jesus
Asking me, Kai, why you hate these demons?
Know that I got my reasons
If you my dog, know that I'm stepping for the gang
Know we ain't talking no treason
Looking at sin, know that I'm making it fall
Know we ain't talking no seasons
Real Christian stepper, huh
Sauce like lemon pepper, huh
I know miracles 'cause I was healed just like the leper, huh
Know that we started this drill
Feeling like Shedeur, I'm killing my demons in field
Told my baby throw up DKG so I know it's real
Huh?
Huh?
Real stepper, huh?
Yeah
Scripture NIV, I don't need no shell catcher, huh?
Yeah
Devil talk to me, then he get peeled backwards, huh?
Yeah
Boy, I'm high off God, I don't need my seal vacuumed
Huh?



Writer(s): Issac Thomas, Javon Hart, Brent Davis, Samba Beatz, Jaquarius Freeman, Kj Kemp, Solomon Edmondson


116 - 116 Summer Twenty-Five
Album 116 Summer Twenty-Five
date of release
11-07-2025



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