F Breezy - Steppin' Lyrics

Death has come to your little town, Sheriff
You can either ignore it, or you can help me to stop it
Yeah, I'm letting it go
Yeah, we out of this hoe
If I say something to mean, then that'll be my time to go
Woah, yeah, this shit ain't for fun
We out in the sun
We having a blast
We getting to, woah
Woah, yeah
Ain't no more sneaking, girl
Why is you geeking
What is you thinking
Breathin' before you be blinking, yeah
You finna die, cause you wanna hit you a blinker
You wanna cry over text I'm fine with that
You're breaking your fingers
Smoking them bitches
Yeah, woah, uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, come on, uh, yeah, uh, come on, yeah
Cut this one out for a minute
You stepping with me, but you done and we living
I pull up with Abby and Kenny
We dissin' you hard, and you thinking that you the one winning
But I'm f*cking bout it
Pushing this hard
Stop talking about bitches who don't even want you
So stop f*cking caring about if they up or they not
You think that you better than them, but motherf*cker, I doubt it
Waxing this shit like a candle
We grab onto you like a handle
And throwing you into the dirt
Flexing a hoe that you can't even bag
Cause you like when you bag all your clothes in a triple X shirt
You and your friends is some bitches
So pick up a salad and put down desert
No wonder why all of your friends leaving your ass behind
I see why they wanna desert your ass on a highway
Met up this Friday
They talking about when this diss will be ready
Your eyes are as close to your head
As the sauce is as close to some motherf*cking spaghetti
I take your eye out it's place
I have you walking around looking like you is Fetty, Wap, pass me the rock
So I throw it right in your face
And I turn you to jelly (Jelly)
Yeah, I'm turning you into jelly
Piss on this beat like I'm Robert S. Kelly
I'm greenin' this bitch and I'm hitting my celly
You broke
Back the f*ck up off the porch
I'm saying that you ain't a hoe even though that you is
You was a bitch
Oh, did I say was, you is
Now I want you telling me what you is
Damn
Oh f*ck
Huh
Huh
Yeah
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Huh
What's up
Yeah
Huh
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Yeah
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Huh
Step on this bitch with a size 10 men's
But I don't give two f*cks about when Kenny
Texted your ex about all the shit talking you did on him
And this girl because you must be stupid
Flow in this shit like some fluid
Call me Kanye because I'm about to do it
Calling me Elmer's because I'm about to glue it
I'm putting an arrow inside your head
But I ain't Cupid
Huh
I ain't Cupid
You ain't found love in a minute
And every time you think you in it, you ain't
Motherf*cker, get blocked (Get blocked)
Huh
Motherf*cker, get blocked like James
You just a lame
You thought you was running the game
I run it, I'm tame, I'm him but you not
You not
We running your block
You f*cking around too much with shit
And you might end up getting, like, jumped or some
I ain't trying to f*ck around jump no gun
We spitting this out like some gum
Knocking you out
And we leaving you numb
You thought you was some
Motherf*cker, you bumming
Pass the guitar and we shredding, not humming
You icky, you done
Huh
Huh
Yeah, you icky, you done
Huh
Huh
Motherf*cker, you done
You know that we be stepping in, bitch
You know that we step in this bitch
You know that we step in this
You done
Huh
Yeah, motherf*cker, you done