bbg steppaa - catch up, pt. 2 lyrics
[intro: bbg steppaa]
(it’s kosfinger, baby)
gang, gang+gang+gang
like, gang
gang, gang, gang+gang+gang
like, shiesty, b+tch
suck our—, suck our d+cks, n+gga
like (it’s kosfinger, baby)
real evil twins, n+gga
like
[chorus]
man, this my last time dissin’ you n+ggas (on bro), ’cause most of my opps be cap (like)
and them lil’ n+ggas be jackin’ the wacks
caught a opp, now the b+tch don’t jack what he jack (like)
man, these lil’ n+ggas be faster than cats
bro toss, throw four, make them lil’ n+ggas mad (like)
we grape street, heard you jackin’ the hat (die hat)
if you lack, walk down, put the cap in ya cap, like (like, die hat)
[verse 1: bbg steppaa]
we be them shiesty lil’ n+ggas (like)
we tryna creep up with the pipe you, n+gga (what? like)
one false move, bullets strike you, n+gga
if you throw the wrong set, take ya life in an instant (what? like, gang)
life a bowl, fill it any minute
oh, he lackin’? i’m grippin’ my smith & (legshot, like)
his head in his phone, this lil’ n+gga trippin’
he think it’s a game, grab the mop, he’s slippin’
cr+creep through the backdoor, sh+t was unlocked
he seen me, he wish he clutchin’ his glock (like)
he tried to run from some sh+t that was hot
but he tripped and he fell, bullets bustin’ his top (like, gang)
f+ck what he said, man, the last thing you hear was the shots
bro holds so the last thing i’m worried ’bout is cops
i hop in, we skate off, we breakin’ the block
and these cops ain’t wait one minute to hop
four arm up, tryna go for the box
what, you stupid? well, b+tch, we is not (like, gang)
we break left, lose ’em when we rock
made it back to the hood and we rushin’ his spot
woe passed me the wood, told me, “roll up the opp”
man, them boys down bad, tell ’em, “get off the c+ck”
better hop when we bendin’ that block
n+ggas know shiest+block got unlimited shots (gang, gang+gang+gang)
[chorus: bbg steppaa]
man, this my last time dissin’ you n+ggas, ’cause most of my opps be cap (like)
and them lil’ n+ggas be jackin’ the wacks (what?)
caught a opp, now the b+tch don’t jack what he jack (what? like)
man, these lil’ n+ggas be faster than cats (what? like)
bro toss, throw four, make them lil’ n+ggas mad (like)
we grape street, heard you jackin’ the hat (die hat, like what?)
if you lack, walk down, put the cap in ya cap, like (gang, gang+gang+gang+gang)
[bridge: dd osama]
gang
every opp shot
i’m with lil’ bbg, creepin’ through the back
i’ma creep through the front, we gon’ flock at a hat (die hat)
[verse 2: dd osama]
this is my last time dissin’ y’all n+ggas (on bro)
i can’t wait ’til i catch me a opp (a—, grrah+grrah)
like, two+three shots gon’ rip through his top (grrah)
if he notti boppin’ watch that n+gga drop
this is my last time dissin’ y’all n+ggas (on bro)
41k, i got shots for that block (41k)
i call up bbg, creep through the back
i’ma creep through the front, we gon’ flock at a hat (die hat)
okay, ’cause they talkin’ hot, i’ma really have to flock it
two deep, me and pocket rocket
n+gga move funny, on bro, i’ma knock him
okay, let’s play, when we spin through they side, yeah, we makin’ a movie (movie)
call up dotty, he bringin’ a uzi
i call up two b+tches, they the smoochies
know some b+tches that’s fiendin’ to do me (do me)
in the spot, like big booty
i know that the opps mad, yeah, they lose me
b+tch, i hop out the v and i throw three
they want talent as me, ’bout to roll ’em
lil’ b+tch, i’m the o, ain’t n0body controllin’ me, like (like, grrah, bang)
lil’ b+tch, i’m the o, ain’t n0body controllin’ me (bang)
[chorus: bbg steppaa]
man, this my last time dissin’ you n+ggas (on bro), ’cause most of my opps be cap (like)
and them lil’ n+ggas be jackin’ the wacks
caught a opp, now the b+tch don’t jack what he jack (what? like)
man, these lil’ n+ggas be faster than cats
bro toss, throw four, make them lil’ n+ggas mad (like)
we grape street, heard you jackin’ the hat (die hat)
if you lack, walk down, put the cap in ya cap, like (like, die hat)
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