
fenix flexin - steppin on em lyrics
[intro]
fbeat, crazy
this a rappa beat
dj flippp, make that money flip
[verse 1]
know i keep my palm out like i’m panhandling
it don’t fit up in my pocket, hand to rubber band it
he was dissin’ on the ‘gram, then that n+gga vanished
b+tch you talkin’ h+lla crazy, smellin’ like some salmon
fix your ph balance ‘fore you try to stand up
’cause i ain’t tryna hear a b+tch unless she runnin’ bands up
homie pipe collectin’ dust, told him blam sumn
hit their block with triple doubles, scorin’ and+one’s
ayy, n+gga, tear they block up
when them boys come around, it was not us
cold game, he got hit up with some hot stuff
i told her is you tryna f+ck?
cause i don’t talk much
[chorus]
ayy, n+gga, i got pop with me
on my momma n+gga, try it and we’ll drop 50
[?] shooter on the ‘gram, rеal life he ain’t on sh+t (he ain’t on that)
that’s thе type of n+gga who get smoked quick
that’s the type of n+gga get you done [?]
i’m in that big body truck, it’s me and four b+tches
you can’t move the way i move, you got no digits
[?] without the net, she got no kisses
steppin’ on ’em, steppin’ on ’em
i’ll pop a n+gga like some ecstasy
steppin’ on ’em, my weapon on me
n+gga try it right now, make a messy scene
[verse 2]
steppin’ on ’em, they ain’t ready for it
we pull up right now, blowin’ out the foreign
know a n+gga too for real when i say we scorin’
baby, you just know i’m leavin’ if that p+ssy boring
so make your next move be your best move
got some karo in the drink, i’m tryna stretch you
but she know i beat it down, i ain’t nothin’ like her ex dude
told her i got enough of d+ck for you and your friend too
sabrina, ashley, asian b+tch named shin woo
said she wanna suck my d+ck in that benz coupe
that n+gga said they wanna spin, we wanna spin too
5’11”, with that choppa on me i feel 10’2″
[chorus]
ayy, n+gga, i got pop with me
on my momma n+gga, try it and we’ll drop 50
[?] shooter on the ‘gram, real life he ain’t on sh+t (he ain’t on that)
that’s the type of n+gga who get smoked quick
that’s the type of n+gga get you done [?]
i’m in that big body truck, it’s me and four b+tches
you can’t move the way i move, you got no digits
[?] without the net, she got no kisses
steppin’ on ’em, steppin’ on ’em
i’ll pop a n+gga like some ecstasy
steppin’ on ’em, my weapon on me
n+gga try it right now, make a messy scene
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