lirik lagu sha hef - stepped on
[chorus]
lookin’ for me, i stay on the strip, just made a play in the bricks
step on a brick with the drip, she ain’t rich, i can’t lay with a b-tch
i used to pray for a zip, get ’em flipped, they givin’ out tips
with the stick, we takin’ a trip, 50 the drums and 30 the clips
tryna shot, gotta keep it discreet, we get ’em in every week
remix it and sell it for cheap, put in 30, we sweepin’ the streets
billy mama done kept it at peace, in the streets, so i sleep with the piece
from the bottom, the belly, the beast, f-ck the snitches and f-ck the police
[verse 1]
take the order and fill it tonight, n-ggas petty, we k!llin’ for spite
get behind us, they givin’ us life, you posted with sticks for likes
we pull up and hit for stripes, get put on the strip for nikes
free the billies, they biddin’ with lifers, bang the set, so they hand me indictments
super slimy, i pull up with vipers, i’m a jackboy, pull up with snipers
four hitters in a chrysler, [?], i’m k!llin’ y’all cyphers
i’m raw like the crumbs in the pot, spit a verse while i thumb through a knot
b-tch, i come through the block with the swats, f-ck the rico, i switched up the spots
plugged with chico, he fresh off the docks, let us sniff a lil’ drop for the closet
spin the block, then we switch up the glocks, let her sip if she pick up the box
city race ’til we makin’ it shake, in the kitchen, ain’t takin’ no breaks
sell a load, they takin’ the weight, send a b-tch and he takin’ the bait
i send shooters, they takin’ his face, we can’t find him, we takin’ his plate
lotta b-tch n-ggas takin’ up sp-ce, too many faces, can’t fit in the safe
n-gga dead if we put it on mamas, step on a brick in designers
more commas, more trauma, let it ring with the shots like toronto
[chorus]
lookin’ for me, i stay on the strip, just made a play in the bricks
step on a brick with the drip, she ain’t rich, i can’t lay with a b-tch
i used to pray for a zip, get ’em flipped, they givin’ out tips
with the stick, we takin’ a trip, 50 the drums and 30 the clips
tryna shot, gotta keep it discreet, we get ’em in every week
remix it and sell it for cheap, put in 30, we sweepin’ the streets
billy mama done kept it at peace, in the streets, so i sleep with the piece
from the bottom, the belly, the beast, f-ck the snitches and f-ck the police
[verse 2]
they gon’ k!ll him, i give ’em the word, shave the .9 and give ’em the bird
pour a 8 ’cause i’m feelin’ the urge, i’m geeked, i smoked half a pound of some nerds
we might spend a whole day in the kitchen, you gotta play your position
i need the drank, them percs, them addys, you might have to see your physician
i’m the pharmacist, checkin’ prescriptions, i’m on the hot sellers mission
no minusin’, only addition, cut the beef, we flip through the chickens
i got crack, the ’80s edition, the reason your lady is missin’
from the pack, we don’t pay them, you trippin’, you my dog, gotta pay the admission
feel like tony, these n-ggas is roaches, i got a plug like sosa
straps can’t fit in the holster, shooters that pull up with sticks like chauffeurs
balenciagas, these ain’t loafers, i got $50,000 in the sofa
made a half a ticket off the smokers, i don’t even whip it with the soda
certified and i’m verified, bricks came in like they sterilized
up the glock, they terrified, the revolution won’t be televised
seen a brick, i got energized, papa john’s, we move h-lla pies
we cooked and told them, “never mind”, turned the trap into a enterprise
[chorus]
lookin’ for me, i stay on the strip, just made a play in the bricks
step on a brick with the drip, she ain’t rich, i can’t lay with a b-tch
i used to pray for a zip, get ’em flipped, they givin’ out tips
with the stick, we takin’ a trip, 50 the drums and 30 the clips
tryna shot, gotta keep it discreet, we get ’em in every week
remix it and sell it for cheap, put in 30, we sweepin’ the streets
billy mama done kept it at peace, in the streets, so i sleep with the piece
from the bottom, the belly, the beast, f-ck the snitches and f-ck the police
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