*PROD. QUINTON*

Lyrics:
[verse one]
Gang, yeah
I know they really ain’t on it 
My gun got attachments, I walk with a limp 
Aye 
I know she fell for the pressure
She love how I choke her 
She grab on my hand and said do it again
She grabbing my chain as she putting it in
45 banger it came with a pin 
Tryna get money, I’m hungry this shift
Try me, you funny 
You give me a kick
Solidified felons inside of my truck
Bunch of little kids up inside of your whip 
Get that guy checked in, ain’t getting a bunk
50 a buck 50, rolling him up 
556 rip his face like a chimp 
Got so many shots, what I’m aiming it for? 
Moving improper get hit in your whip
All of them goblins been refady for war 
Out with them robbers we taking some more 
Making that cheese while you just make believe 
Face it you nada 
You acting real bold 
Said you sleeping with heaters 
We up with the beast 
.223’s setting fire to streets 
Hop out like Michael I’m live in these streets 
With like 5 of my bros, why you trying it g? 
Come slide pussy and they gon’ find you deceased
352 
Southside to the East
Yuh
Blackouts and Gen 5’s in the seat 
Yuh
Who’s dying when it’s really time to get em?
Who’s sliding when it’s really time for spinning?
Look her in the eyes, tell her roll with a boss 
Step on whoever
yeah
All I know is get it
Gang, yeah
Step on whoever 
Yeah
All I know is get it

[verse two]
All I know is get it for all of my people locked up in them cages, no house phone to call at
I gotta do it cause my momma losing
Locked up out of state a whole year without contact 
I could’ve made you little suckers come get it but nah I had got up 
I want all the problems
Put that on me that you probably want nada 
I know that boy sweet like some fucking horchata 
Been keeping it g for my bro I done bossed up 
But fuck what he did, what he said got him boxed up
But shit I don’t feel what I did even matter
A kid in the field
I was playing at batter 
Over the fence 
I’d just finish it faster 
I was a youngin stuck kicking with trappers that’s off of the dope 
Hot shot 
They just feigning for hope
Not far from just freezing them cold 
We don’t need a fucking reason, just kick in the door pussy 
Ha

Step On Whoever

pain, gunplay, & bloodshed. 
MURDAFOREVA.

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