zais1of1 - steppin' on they neck lyrics
what is that melody???
(zais1of1)
applyin’ pressure i be steppin’ on they neck yuh
not a crooked cop i be runnin’ outta breath yuh
come work with me, you better come up with that check yuh
runnin’ up that dough like a baker with that bread
hoodie on me you know you can buy this from h&m
told my momma imma make it and be a better man
everything going hard it’s goin’ according to plan
you cannot connect with me b+tch this ain’t no lan nah
i’m high i dont even know where to land nah
i be goin’ up b+tch i feel like the man yuh
i wouldn’t be anywhere without my fans yuh
big shoutout to them and all of my stans yuh
applyin’ pressure i be steppin’ on thеy neck
not a crooked cop ran outta breath
if you try work with mе with that check
runnin’ up that dough like a baker with that bread
(nick otw)
play with me and you get heated up
you talkin’ crazy on my name
b+tch i don’t give a f+ck where you be from
’cause you can’t hang with us (yuh)
no chain its up (yuh)
i base the guts
it’s rolls+royce the truck (uh)
chain on you (chain, chain)
b+tch i be runnin’ with a bl!ck or two
all these woman they just wanna play i’m cool (i’m cool)
got me on my nauseous, don’t know how to stop it
(zais1of1)
we ain’t really wanna feel like your gon’ run it up now
i really wanna talk all that sh+t baby you are mine now
somehow they always f+ck it up though
we ain’t gonna talk that sh+t you ain’t even my wife hoe
i be callin’ myself mr. not nice
i be drownin’ with that drip we all lookin’ at ice
i ain’t no munch we ain’t talkin’ no ice spice
and we gonna roll around like we doin’ that twice
get some coin, get some p+ssy only thing on mind
you know that’s is the type of sh+t that i can get behind
just become a hoe you wanna go rewind
gonna show off my sk!lls at the nfl combine (ohh)
(astr!d)
b+tch im getting that cash, spendin dumb, yeah you know we silly
that boy capout his ass, these ain tums b+tch you know these pillys
flexin water they might f+ckin drown, underwater city
that bass hit so loud, shake the ground, rumble wobble heavy
b+tch i get that money bag, spend some cash and seal it up
that boy lookin mad, he might rat, go and seal us up
b+tch i run so fast, like im dash, so incredible
you know i dont lack, that talent, is so visible
that b+tch she so bad, yeah you know that she like this
look her in her eye, she so fine, billie eilish
yeah you know they mad, hate dont last, ain wanna fight this
step on they necks, that disrespect will not slide b+tch
what is that melody???
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