Wido, ​twikipedia - ​Step in the brakes lyrics

Bitch delta

Step in the brakes
They gonna talk all that shit
But I know they won't say it to my face
I'm getting cake they gonna try to talk shit
But I still don't know how much they make
Keep with the pace you're was late
You thinkin' mad shit in the lobby
For someone that doesn't like
Showing their face

Yeah, that boy shy now, yeah
He mad while I was still showing
His face to the world
How the fuck you thirty years old and
Never dated a boy or a girl?
I gotta slide now
Gotta sign now because I love
All my diamonds and pearls (Uh, fuck)
Let out a sigh
'cause I know I'm the best in the world
Hold that fuck shit know I'm the best
I'm the one that will step in the function
Yeah, we gon' walk in that traphouse
Now, pull out that AR, jump him
All of my friends talkin' money then I'm
Gonna say it's not up for discussion
Talk about it, talk about it
Will that boy just stop it?
We got problems and problems
But we not talkin' 'bout that shit
If I really wanted to
Then I could put you on my list
We got problems and problems
But we not talkin' 'bout that shit
If I really wanted to
Then I could put you on my li

Step in the brakes
They gonna talk all that shit
But I know they won't say it to my face
I'm getting cake they gonna try to talk shit
But I still don't know how much they make
Keep with the pace you was late
You thinkin' mad shit in the lobby
For someone that doesn't like showing their f

III'm the red dragon
And at face value, you a bandwagon
Tom Buchanan, i'm at Gatsby's house just
Smokin' big cannons
They They don't want my money
Guess I'll throw it at 'em
A-A-Anyway, they gon' steal my swag
I throw it at 'em
I I I'm still servin' bass, yeah
I'm steppin' on the brakes
C-C-Cargo at my house and I'm
Punchin' in the bay
Shine 'cause the angel comes at
Nine with no delay
And they got Wido on replay
But they complain about your name
Walk with a Canada bag, filled with snow
Fuckin' up the brain
And I'm not a vehicle for you, fuck you
Park it out the way
I think I got a problem too
I throw it all away
Ain't nobody talk 'bout you, as soon I

Step in the brakes
They gonna talk all that shit
But I know they won't say it to my face
I'm getting cake
They gonna try to throw shade
But I still don't know how much they make
He better pay was late
You thinkin' mad shit in the lobby
For someone that doesn't like
Showing their face