Roddy Ricch - Big Stepper lyrics

Yeah

Mmh, ayy big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get
It straight up out the mud,  lil' nigga, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, keep my
Slugs, my nigga, ayy
I was taught to never show no love, my nigga
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put
The stars in the ceiling
Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga
I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God
I ain't chillin'

Yeah, hah, Perky, Perky, dirty soda, ayy
Only talk bags on the Motorola, ayy
Push the Hellcat like an old Corolla, ayy
I'ma let these racks talk for me, nigga
Bitch, and I ride with the shooters, ayy
Made my cousin a killer, uh and at fifteen
I was neighborhood drug dealer
I'm so cold hearted, I can't show no love
Nigga but I fuck that bitch to
PARTYNEXTDOOR, "Persian Rugs, " nigga, uh
Bought a brand new AP
It was fifty thousand total
It felt like the Flu Game when
I sold out the Novo
I had to finesse and get the bag
I had mad dough though
If he ain't tryna go get the safe
I get it crackin' solo

Mmh, ayy big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it
Straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, keep my
Slugs, my nigga, ayy
I was taught to never show no love, my nigga
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put
The stars in the ceiling
Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga
I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God
I ain't chillin'

Bird Vision, Bandcamp had a bad bitch put a
Hundred thousand in her spandex
That hundred that made me a million
I got it laminated
Can't fuck with none of these broke niggas
They contaminated
Thank God for all of these blue faces
I barely done made it
Made forty thousand on New Years
Took a private to Vegas
I been on promethazine so
Long, when I'm slidin', i'm faded
I been tryna get a crib so
Long, now I got it, it's gated
I been touchin' all these millions
I know they gon' hate it
My chef cook up filet mignon
Got sauce and then ate it
Nigga, I been ballin' every season
Like Kobe with eight, yeah
All these niggas gon' hate
I stayed down and got rich
Now I'm fuckin' on his lil' bae

Mmh, ayy big stepper like Big Meech, mhm
I was taught to go and get it
Straight up out the mud, lil' nigga, ayy
Murder, murder, murder, keep my
Slugs, my nigga, ayy
I was taught to never show no love, my nigga
Pop a Xanax, I ain't never had no feelings
What I got planned next? Gotta put
The stars in the ceiling
Slidin' down Fairfax, nigga
I was plottin' on a million
I want a billion, nigga, so that's on God
I ain't chillin'