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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Esparza
Songwriter
Lyrics
Big stepper when I walk in better kneel down
I'm known for fucking niggas' bitches, get your girl from round
Send some hollows through your huddle, we gon' fuck up your crowd
Put a potato on my cannon, this bitch still loud
Bitches tryna cuff me but I can't get arrested
Talking like he tough, man go leave the nigga fleshless
Double G, double C, my wardrobe stay the freshest
Never fuck with snakes, only real ones on the guest list
Told that bitch get out my face, hoe you ain't special
Y'all be smoking on bullshit, know y'all hate pressure
I don't ever take no L, I just take straight lessons
30 hanging out the Wesson, look like a tape measure
All that talking out your neck, we gon' leave your face severed
Shotty get to booming, sound like straight rain weather
She ain't tryna fuck with Ari, she must hate pleasure
Shout out Coi, I'm only doing things that make me better
Big stepper when I walk in better kneel down
I'm known for fucking niggas' bitches, get your girl from round
Send some hollows through your huddle, we gon' fuck up your crowd
Put a potato on my cannon, this bitch still loud
This hoe seen me in public, she wanna take photos
In the damn hellcat charger, this bitch got four doors
Luxury store in my closet, that's my wardrobe
Nigga sit down, you know you can't afford those
Big stepper when I walk in better kneel down
I'm known for fucking niggas' bitches, get your girl from round
Send some hollows through your huddle, we gon' fuck up your crowd
Put a potato on my cannon, this bitch still loud
Big stepper when I walk in better kneel down
I'm known for fucking niggas' bitches, get your girl from round
Send some hollows through your huddle, we gon' fuck up your crowd
Put a potato on my cannon, this bitch still loud
In the backseat with some hoes
They ain't got no clothes
Put the dick in her mouth and she let me take a photo
These nigga watch what I do, man these boys some homos
Back in school y'all the same niggas wore fake Polo
Now I do it dolo, yeah I'm on my solo
I ain't heard your trash ass music, I ain't steal your flow bro
But if I did, I do it better, nigga I'm so cold
With your girl I get her wetter when you not at home
Big stepper, I got big feet, call me big Shaq
If I took your hoe, just know can't get your bitch back
Boy you got a 9-5, nigga you don't flip packs
Speeding down the 95, I push the scat pack
Ima do what I set my mind on, call me Gon
If you in the way of my dreams we gon' get you gone
Got a new girl, I'm with the gang so I'm in my zone
All this machinery on me, call me Autozone
Writer(s): Marcus Esparza
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