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Toxic Steppa
18
Hip-Hop/Rap
Toxic Steppa was released on March 26, 2022 by THUGZ RELIGION ENT as a part of the album Deeper Than the Pain 3 (Money an Murda)
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Release DateMarch 26, 2022
LabelTHUGZ RELIGION ENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quail Glock
Quail Glock
Songwriter

Lyrics

You want, we can do it. Triggas, I ain't
In your station, I'ma run through by whatever you bought
Fuck it, all day and all night
Let's get on mad, I ain't scared to do it
Hello
Yo
Yeah
Hey, I ain't gonna lie, boy, I just got that low
I'm about to send it over
Bad, ****, I'm finna push up right now
Alright, say less
****, it's murder season
Killas only thuggin' on this late night
Tryna murder ****
Send these bitches up to God, right
It's only right
AK-47 with a hunnid, bitch
Three full of A's
The opposition know we murder shit
Slaughter gang, Glock 21
That's for the defense
Richard Sherman, lockin' corners up
When we beat shit
Tenth of rental
Fuck it, we gon' spend
That's on facts
I done told you, ****
Ain't no playin' dead
We double back
Droppin' **** back to back
These bitch **** know we bout that
Residential thuggin'
We ain't grow up in no projects
This our shit
The city know we violent as fuck
Run up on you **** bussin'
You won't get a chance to duck
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these **** know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these **** back to back
Ask the last ****, bitch
He call six to the hat
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these **** know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these **** back to back
Ask the last ****, bitch
He call six to the hat
Call a coroner
****, ain't no ambulance gon' help you, bitch
We smother shit
**** ain't survivin'
All this pressure, bitch
We stalkin' shit
**** ain't gettin' no when we wet ya
Bout you in like Trinidad
God bless ya
All my young ****
Really out they bodies
Sippin' syrup
But still a drop somethin'
Walkin' like a zombie
These **** never slide
Bitch, we always outside, ****
Right or wrong
We gon' blow
Never switch sides, ****
Ride with Draco
K's and Glocks
All got beans
We a clique
The dome checkin' ****
I'ma keep shootin' if **** flinchin'
Kick the ****
Check his pockets
We done stole that ****'s soul
Me and my **** crash out
Never bend
Never fold
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these **** know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these ****
Back to back
Ask the last ****
Bitch
He call six to the hat
Catchin' bodies through the city
All these **** know we kill shit
Only hood
Beefin' with the city
So we drill shit
Real shit
Steppin' on these ****
Back to back
Ask the last ****
Bitch
Beefin' with the city
All these **** know we kill shit
Only hood
Written by: Quail Glock
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