Lyrics 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
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