Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arthur Epps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marcus Slade
Producer
Lyrics
Stepping on shit, niggas know that i'm stepping on shit
Niggas know that i'm stepping on shit yea uh stepping on shit lets go
Yeah i'm stepping on shit,yeah i'm stepping on shit
Brady bullets shit thrown from a distance(yea)
Niggas know that i'm stepping on shit(yea)
Really stepping on shit got a problem my niggas could fix it
Brady bullets shit thrown from a distance, an i promise them niggas ain't missing
Where he go ain't seen him in a minute, seen his body laid up in the river
Boy gone nigga livin with them fishes
(Yea) Im stepping on shit, (yuh) really stepping on shit let's go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit lets go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit lets go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit lets go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit
Pass the glock and i'm blowing that bitch, and i promise i ain't leaving no witness
Whoever there gonna take a trip with him, and i aint talking bout no fucking hospital
Yea them hollows is lifting his spirit where he going niggas can't get near him
Ok let's get to the rules, so niggas here know what to do
When you slide you double the gloves when you holding the tool
And the mask niggas dont got to ask yea we carry that too
And everything black just like the whip, so what color your shoes
Ok now we here checking the coast make sure that it's clear
See them lil niggas right at the store, looking right through the rear
Go ahead spin the block and turn down the music before they spot what we doing
An put it in p while we do what we doing, niggas ready alright let's get moving
Hopped out im bussin at brains, shoulda seen the look on them boys faces
Niggas scared nigga can't even move, swore the nigga started shaking
Driver put it in r cuz one of them niggas got bold and started shooting
Then he put it in n so the car keep moving while we finish the looting
Then we hop in the car then put it in d now let's get to moving
I look in the back oh you aint hop out what the fuck is you doing
He said that's my cousin seen the look on his face i couldn't even do it
Like what is you saying sound like you scared making all them excuses
Auntie gonna kill me if she ever found out what the fuck we was doing
Nigga stay quiet and she wont find out how her nephew be moving
When we get to the crib stay yall ass in the car,and stop all that moving
Im split up the bread and all of the jewels that we got from the looting
Cuz spark up a blunt because niggas look like they aint really wanna do it
Then i hop out i took off the mask and tucked up the toolie
Then his bitch had called,she said get home boy i'm trying to make a movie
I said fuck that we getting this bread you know what we doing
Nigga hang up the phone driver turn the music up while i put up the chrome
I step in the crib open the safe then put the shit in
Then cuz had called he said how it go i said it went great
He said the nigga that was his cousin you know he a snake
I said i knew it nigga aint blow knew he was fake
So i went to the car pulled out the glock put it right to his face
He thought i was playing said where all the bread is it all in the safe
Nigga dont worry where you about to go you ain't needing the cake
So i step back and let the shit go put them all in his brain
Cuz said you tripping shit already getting hot what the fuck is you thinking
Said is part of the mission sum niggas got to go left his lil ass stanking
Niggas know how im stepping really stepping on shit
Since a youngin been stepping on shit lets go
Niggas know that im stepping on shit(yea)
Really stepping on shit got a problem my niggas could fix it
Brady bullets shit thrown from a distance
And i promise them niggas aint missing
Where he go aint seen him in a minute
Seen his body laid up in the river
Boy gone nigga living with them fishes(yea)
Im stepping on shit(yuh) really stepping on shit lets go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit lets go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit lets go
Im stepping on shit (yea) really stepping on shit lets go
Writer(s): Arthur Epps
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