Lyrics Anonymous - Steelo I.B.

Let me tell you
Shorty you the shit
Colder than the coolest shit
You too legit
Hungry and my baby made me tuna fish
Ain't used to this
Plotting on how I could make my mullah thick
Could use the chips
Shit you could dip
I.B. too intuitive
I need something lucrative
What's your fantasy?
We living Ludacris
Why are you acting bitch?
I know you knew the script
Stay Truu to this
Tryna find a way
Hope you don't lose your shit
I do this shit
Some movie shit
Austin Powers; groovy shit
Shaggy, Scooby Doobie shit
Roll me up a doobie spit a loogie quick
It don't matter to me like Lil Uzi shit
Usually, it's truly not a thing to drop some jewelry quick
Shit who you think this smooth as shit
She get mad like
"Oouu you slik"
You be tripping around the clock
Do it look like I be up and down the block?
I'm posted like a coaster on the countertop
Halo all around my top
But I send some demons to surround your spot
Ain't gonna be no scheming all around the dots
I'm steaming on a pound of pot
Streaming my new frequency
I'm bound to plot
Dreaming but these heathens want the sound to stop
I'm bout to drop
Some fire flame
I exchange
Energy through higher names
Fuck the world
Am I to blame?
Sell the game don't buy the game