Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit
These niggas know what it is
We stay stepping on shit
I took a hoe to the Ritz
I make her check in that bitch
I scratch that hoe off the list
I put a x on that bitch
I spend a check on this fit
Niggas aint dressing like this
I put on my cape and go save the day
Yeah, I be flying on them
My niggas in the bay
They get that paper like the 49ers homie
I send my little brother go swing that K
They tell me stop sliding on them
I be on rodeo like every other day
They say I be styling on them
Yea Cartier, she like it
She want van clef I buy it
Oh yea my bitch rock four leaf clovers that's how you identify her
I been a real nigga all my life, I den met many cowards
I can't let another nigga dim my light, I played with plenty fires
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on ricks
Stepping on bitch ass niggas, stepping on tricks
Oh that's your bitch, I was just bobbing her wig
I was just popping that bitch
She aint even mention no spick
Thought I fell off cause I ain't that famous
Boy what the fuck is you saying
These niggas be playing, until they be laying
And I ain't with none of them games
Aint fucking with none of you lames
I put that on all of my gang
Woke up put on all of my chains
A nigga try me and im blowing his brains
They asking did I go broke
Well I guess we'll never know
Bitch I got rich just by keeping it one double O
And I Aint never going back
But we gon get back for Loc
Bitch I keep them snipers with me, they shoot through telescopes (oh)
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
Stepping on shit
We be stepping on shit