blacc zacc - steps to wealth lyrics
[hook]
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
gotta stay down, you pretend that you can do this sh-t by yourself
gotta hit the kitchen sk sk sk turn your wrist to a shelf
gotta hit the trap n-gga serve n-gga swerve ‘till it ain’t nothin’ left
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps, yeah
[verse 1]
i know the steps to wealth, i know the steps
can’t do it by yourself
cause you’ll [?]
i’m a get a bag out the door
gotta make sure top shelf
stack to the ceiling
talking ‘bout kush in the mansion
i’ma show ya how you gonna get it
walk walk with me
gotta tie your wrist to a [?]
you can [?] in the kitchen
i got some goals
i’m tryin’ afford
i’m with the migos
speakin’ in codes
we talkin’ ‘bout lowe’s
my number so low
where else you gonna go?
i open up top of your head lil n-gga like a macbook pro
i got a bag full of cookie it’s a [?]
motherf-cker run up on me, i’m bussin’
tell a b-tch i’m coming to the spot, she f-ckin’
before i had a deal i was in the trap hustlin’
pocket full blue hundreds, i’m a cousin’
tell ya boy he ain’t doin’ nothin’
i’ma show you how to get money, yeah
i’ma show you how to get money, yeah
[hook]
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps
gotta stay down, you pretend that you can do this sh-t by yourself
gotta hit the kitchen sk sk sk turn your wrist to a shelf
gotta hit the trap n-gga serve n-gga swerve ‘till it ain’t nothin’ left
i know the steps to wealth n-gga
i know the steps, yeah
[verse 2]
i know the steps to greatness
i got that bag and i know that they’re hatin’
i was trappin’ hard ten toes on the pavement
when it gets to oppers, n-gga none made it
i got them ki’s huh
yeah i got them ki’s
and i got them p’s
if i gotta bag, then i gotta recipe
but it ain’t free, n-gga gotta pay a fee
i’m in my mode
ain’t thinkin’ ‘bout hoes
but if she suck d-ck like a pro
then baby let’s roll
i’m from diamond road
ain’t no place i can’t go
i feel like quavo of the migos
‘cause i’m a honcho
way back then they was sayin’ i ain’t nothin’
now i got my wrist and my neck piece flooded
now they gotta hand out, ask a hoe somethin’
i’m [?] n-gga face like he owe somethin’
pocket full of ben franklin’s, blue hundreds
tell ya boy he ain’t doin’ nothin’
i’ma show you how to get money, yeah
i’ma show you how to get money, yeah
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