DottyFromBev, Leeky G Bando - Stepping lyrics

Reporting live from the
Motherfuckin' hills man
It's the big Dotty, not the little one
You know how we rockin' grah grah

If I die right now, then I'm a legend
But I don't go nowhere without a weapon
Gotta ask you one important question
How the fuck is all you niggas steppin'?
Said I changed and it was for the better
That's your bitch, say Dotty get her wetter
Lost my toss and got a Beretta
Hit pin, trigger, shit light as a feather

Big Dotty P, the one and only
Niggas think they did some, they jokey
I ain't slide 'cause that wasn't my homie
Mattеr fact
I did slide but them niggas werеn't loafin'
Why would I pass the Glocky if I'm open?
Still on that, spicy thots what I'm promotin'
Free my doggie, locky a parolee
Ain't y'all the last niggas I
Hit up out that stoley?
Niggas left that nigga laying holey
Had them niggas running like I did Joley
You ain't from the turf if you ain't know me
How you ain't never heard of
Pull up on the bike like I'm Jody
I'ma start slanging and y'all
Get to throwing
Had 'em dippin' like he Jesse Owens
Put the flashlight on it, it was glowing
Bro said, "Dots, I wrap 'em by the Perkys"
But this 10 keep punchin' like a 30
I ain't tryna hear that preachin'
It's too early
If you see me reachin', it's for 30
I told brodie watch that
Beamer that's approachin'
I'ma pop out, heat 'em like a toaster
I ain't even gotta squeeze it, I'ma poke 'em
"Why you always smiling?" Baby I'm a joker

She want it in her purse 'cause she a toter
Lil' Spanish bitch and she was loca
If they want the smoke, I lift my pole up
Boy head push 'em nigga like a stroller
She want it in her purse 'cause she a toter
Lil' Spanish bitch and she was loca
If they want the smoke, I lift my pole up
Boy head push 'em nigga like a stroller

If I die right now, then I'm a legend
But I don't go nowhere without a weapon
Gotta ask you one important question
How the fuck is all you niggas steppin'?
Said I changed and it was for the better
That's your bitch, say Dotty get her wetter
Lost my toss and got a Beretta
Hit pin, trigger, shit light as a feather

How the fuck these niggas
Think they steppin'? I was 16 totin' 38s
Now it shoot 30 shots for that 60 and better
Like bend through the block
Make it lit for whoever
It get spooky, if they oppy
And we done shot niggas for less
Used to terrorize, when I wake up, Ibake up
I'm witnessin' death niggas scary
They ain't never outside in the 'jects
Been through side blocks, tryna find opps
They ain't never outside on the steps
If you my opps, give me my props
'Fore I put on that full court press
And that pressure, we bring it the best
If that GLA slide, they gon' need EMS
And them shots hit his matta
If he wearin' a vest free Solo
He the type to do hit's on the dolo
And these fuck niggas beefin' for promo
Keep suckin' dick on the net like they roro
I might pull up and shoot from the logo
And this 9 hold 30, like
Mix the Curry with the Tony Romo
On his block
That's the only time he get a promo

If I die right now, then I'm a legend
But I don't go nowhere without a weapon
Gotta ask you one important question
How the fuck is all you niggas steppin'?
Said I changed and it was for the better
That's your bitch, say Dotty get her wetter
Lost my toss and got a Beretta
Hit pin, trigger, shit light as a feather