Solo Steppin

Solo steppin' on 'em

I'm solo steppin' on 'em

If I had five on the shit I did, I'm gon' put her head over

Uh, uh

Can't be out here by myself, I need a handgun (I need a gun, boy)

That shit crazy, you can die for what your mans done (for what he done)

Got six stars on my back, this shit like GTA (this shit a whole year)

She like her **** goin' down with a man bun (she need a man bun)

I like my bitches dressin' up, they all on high fashion (they want that, they want that)

You told me, "Send it, you got cash," brodie keep askin'

I understand it, I won't lie, I'm just low-key flashin'

I told her, "No," she asked why this bitch gon' keep askin'? (She gon' ask)

I multiply the weight by five, that shit keep addin' (I do the math)

I got a bitch stay on IG, this bitch just keep taggin' (she's at my tag)

I run this shit, I tell her undress when I'm ready for her (take off her clothe)

Put five percent on every window, plus the Jeep matted

His bed hot, we burned him up, he got a heat mattress (yeah, yeah)

Put too much money in one pocket, now my jeans saggin'

I told the bitch don't tilt her cup, this not no cheap jacket (no trashin')

So many bitches in one car, we need a fuckin' Wagon

I break the money down and count it up and smoke dope (I do it all)

And swing off it every day, I got a broke door

He don't want nine-double-M, he want that .40 cal' (he want that .40 cal')

If it die down, he spark shit up, he tryna blow smoke (he tryna blow it out)

She took a pic while I was sleep, that's when I lost hope (that bitch a fien, boy)

Postin' me in her spam page, that's when I lost hoes (look what she did, boy)

I went to jail, got on a call, found out I lost bros

I was just with 'em ridin' fast, but don't nobody know (we ride fast)

My grandma call now and then, she tell me stay safe

I visit her and hug her like my gun on my waist (I got my g-)

I'm really fucked up in the head, I need my fuckin' space (I need my room)

Only 16, but I can't chill, it's too much on my plate (I can't chill, homie)

My brothers locked up in a cell, free the whole eight (aye, free 'em all)

Today my day, I'm feelin' nice, I bought a whole cake (I bought it all)

A honeybun of all dubs got put on his face

We cross the streets and drop blood, ain't nobody safe

Just stay alert, bro, ain't no rules, crazy how it get (on God)

I told my mama this for me, been ruthless since a jit (on God)

If I get caught, I hope I'm occupied or with the stick (I hope, I guess)

Them trenches hurt, we lightin' candles, y'all know how it get (y'all know how it get)

Your dick on fire, you tweakin' out, you hit the wrong bitch

He was just gang, but y'all got caught, now he the wrong snitch

He know too much, he yelled it out, they gave you 35 (they gave it all)

He still got hit with 29, he said the wrong shit (he said it all)

He gon' die when he gettin' 50, really 46

He 17, jumped in the streets and picked the wrong clique

He in the water with them sharks and they gon' kill quick

Fuck all that other shit you heard, bitch, you gon' feel this (what you gon' feel)

Uh, uh, bitch, you gon' feel this

Fuck all that other shit you heard, bitch, you gon' feel this

Mm, 'cause you gon' feel this

Aye, bitch, you gon' feel this

You gon' feel this