[Intro: Syko Bob]
Let's step
I see that, I don't even— see y'all, I see y'all
I be like, "Let's step"
Shit, let's step, man, let's step
[Chorus: Syko Bob]
If it's up there, then it's stuck, let's step 'bout it (Let's step)
What, you mad? What, you got problems? Give two fucks about it (Let's step)
I got time on my hand just to whack me a bitch (Let's step)
I got tired of close friends on that double crossing shit
If it's up there, then it's stuck, let's step 'bout it (Let's step)
What, you mad? What, you got problems? Give two fucks about it
I got time on my hand just to whack me a bitch (Let's step)
I got tired of close friends on that double crossing shit
[Verse 1: NoCap]
Every time I trust these niggas, they seem to break the code again
Speeding in that foreign, it's a stick, ain't talking deodorant
You shining just because of me, nigga can't except it though
You play, we switch the gas station, leave shells at the Texaco
I did everything right, but they still talk about me
You can buy them niggas Rollies, but you still gotta watch 'em
I hope God bring the hood back, it seem like everything changed
I've been rocking Gucci and I'm balling like Charlamagne
I bust down the Cartier, I jumped off the airplane
Way when I was young, the judge knew me by my nickname
I was thirteen when Fred died, still want some straightening 'bout it
Forgot that I was a starch line on my opps light
Let's step
I see that, I don't even— see y'all, I see y'all
I be like, "Let's step"
Shit, let's step, man, let's step
[Chorus: Syko Bob]
If it's up there, then it's stuck, let's step 'bout it (Let's step)
What, you mad? What, you got problems? Give two fucks about it (Let's step)
I got time on my hand just to whack me a bitch (Let's step)
I got tired of close friends on that double crossing shit
If it's up there, then it's stuck, let's step 'bout it (Let's step)
What, you mad? What, you got problems? Give two fucks about it
I got time on my hand just to whack me a bitch (Let's step)
I got tired of close friends on that double crossing shit
[Verse 1: NoCap]
Every time I trust these niggas, they seem to break the code again
Speeding in that foreign, it's a stick, ain't talking deodorant
You shining just because of me, nigga can't except it though
You play, we switch the gas station, leave shells at the Texaco
I did everything right, but they still talk about me
You can buy them niggas Rollies, but you still gotta watch 'em
I hope God bring the hood back, it seem like everything changed
I've been rocking Gucci and I'm balling like Charlamagne
I bust down the Cartier, I jumped off the airplane
Way when I was young, the judge knew me by my nickname
I was thirteen when Fred died, still want some straightening 'bout it
Forgot that I was a starch line on my opps light
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