Jhbboss, Ty Wild - Titan Steppin! lyrics

Titan, how I move, got 'em quiet when I step
We pull up in live action
Got 'em quiet on the set
He gon' talk like he verified
But he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line
If that's how you gon' step
They gon' talk out of line
Then we up on his neck
Airing out any jit, I attack with the tech
He gon' talk like he verified
But he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line
If that's how you gon' step

Smoke we send, we passing around
Ain't no trip when I'm packing a round
Bro wanna start like he 'bout something now
Gun like cart with a big ol' snout
Me and my guys finna see what he 'bout
Like Kenny we swinging the K's all around
Swear I'mma move like a Titan fasho
Step on your ground, we gon' rumble it out
407 came straight from the south
Now I'm coming up, no stopping me now
To all boundaries I'm Chris Jericho
I see any walls, I'm breaking 'em down
They gon' hate when they see me around
Walk out the bank with a crazy amount
Y'all just doing the talk out the mouth
I fight for my guys, so that I make it count
You just an actor, all you do is just sit
And you talk like Titan
But your actions don't fit
I ain't even lying, if you trying me jit
I'ma need an Oscar, how I act with the clips
Had his body streaming cause
He thought he legit
And it isn't worth it, tryna step to the kid
Been feeling like Annie
I'm as cold as it get
Brody thought he Reiner
You ain't hard body jit

Bitch, you know who it is
Man like Daz, cold like snow in the six
Annie, how I roll with a blick
Shit got a long nose, and it kick
Pop nine like supporting the Fritz
Been blowing this shit up
Bro Bertolt with the shit's
How I let the barrel go overhead, airing out
I was born for this shit
Put the hammer to their jaw
Now they really Porco getting clipped
Harden serum shit, sip a potion
Wrist crystal coated
Grip the trigger 'till it's Rigor
Mortis, flip their focus
And slit their shit when they didn't notice
Clique Yagerists, you with
Different motives, petrified
Them jit's getting folded
Peeped sons of bitches, think
They son the kid, i'm
Finna son 'em quicker than
When Grisha folded, goddamn!
Choppa colossal
They thought I was arming a giant
Brodie like Reiner, he not a fighter
He a liar to himself, he just armor reliant
I been in the cut, y'all shifty
As fuck, man, fuck an MC
Tryna pardon the biting
Motherfucker try switch sides
Like Paradis-Marley alliance
I'm stomping 'em like I'm a Rumbling

Titan, how I move, got 'em quiet when I step
We pull up in live action
Got 'em quiet on the set
He gon' talk like he verified
But he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line
If that's how you gon' step
They gon' talk out of line
Then we up on his neck
Airing out any jit, I attack with the tech
He gon' talk like he verified
But he scared to get checked
Who want smoke? You'll be next in line
If that's how you gon' step