Mook TBG - Big Stepper lyrics

[Mook TBG - Big Stepper lyrics]

Bah bah bah bah hmm, bitch ass nigga
Nah, for real

I told my partner and then we forever paid
When I hit the bank
It's like I buy the hate
Really wake up like I ain't doing shit today
I be smokin' this shit 'til my eyes ache
I still fuck on shawty, know her ass fake
Use to the money machine on a bad day
(Grrah, beep)
Any one of you niggas get stepped on
When I do it, I make it look easy
All this money make her wanna eat
Me, look at this watch, this ain't no VV's
(Hah, hah)
I drop the top on the whip, let 'em see me
Pull up in back-to back
Just like thе president (Skrrt)

I went to jail, I ain't
Gеtting no letter sent
Now I wake up and smoke out the residence
Lost a few homies, I ain't been the same
I had a gun before I had a name
(Aah-aah-aah)
Thinkin' about blowin' his brains
Now I got too
Much to lose, I bought me a shooter
Doin' drive-by's in the Uber
I need some money for me to maneuver
Bags I'm thumbin' and thumbin' through it
Thumbin' and thumbin' and
Thumbin' through it (Grrah, beep)
Can't show the left what
The right hand doing
You gotta watch how these niggas influence
Jackie Chan, how I'm shooting these movies
I still remember a nigga was losing

I use to stand on the
Block 'til the sun down
Mama she proud of her son now (Mhm)
Use to rob niggas, it was kick
Doors, now it's big cribs, long hallways
Ahead of these niggas like always (Mhm)
I be killin' these niggas like all day
We know he a narc
We had to get it before it was dark
Now when they see us, they know who we are
Look at his jewelry, can tell by his car
She wanna slide, she know I'm a star
They can't believe that we made it this far
I switch it up, I ain't driving my cars
We hit the gas and we take off to Mars
Look at them niggas, they ain't make it far

I got 'em stepped on
Tryna keep my lil' niggas from slidin'
They wanna slide we don't use cell phones
Tryna to keep the feds out the violence
Hundreds and thousands, pull up and
Pay for his silence
Straight off the jet to the island
Money keep piling and piling, all that
Talking we make him a target
We shoot the car up before he can start it
I got 'em stepped on
Tryna keep my lil' niggas from slidin'
They wanna slide we don't use cell phones
Tryna to keep the feds out the violence
Hundreds and thousands, pull up and
Pay for his silence
Straight off the jet to the island
Money keep piling and piling, all that
Talking we make him a target
We shoot the car up before he can start it

Bah bah bah bah bitch ass nigga, hmm
We had to get it before it was dark
Now when they see us, they know who we are
Look at his jewelry, can tell by his car
(Step up nigga)
She wanna slide, she know I'm a star

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