Lyrics
Here we go again
Yea
Yea
Yea
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
I didn't feel no pressure
He is just a trendsetter
Plus a nigga wetter
Get to clutchin' my Beretta
Uh uh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea uh
Sound like pressure
Give a fuck ‘bout a president
I was present
I was cruising
I was servin' gems
Uh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea
Ok ugh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea
Yea nigga
I get the deposit first
You special
Fuck is
Ima let up
For that check come
I'm on schedule
Me and my bitch
Did a three way
She deserves a medal
cnd I get my product
From a foreign
He gon shippin'
Pick it up
Split it up
We didn't have no issues
Uh
You only walk down
If I let you
Double Cs
Dolla signs
These kicks Margella
Ima need
cll of mines
Six ounce or better
Ugh
I just went two rounds
The fuck Ima do with just two ounces
Bitch
I got two loud
Had switch my hustle
I moved round
Look at that Richard Millie
That shit cost like two houses
I just spit consistent
cnd I created a new sounds
I was in this bitch
Off two pills
I was to live
Yea
Sound like commas
Countin'
Big steppa now
If we ain't clutchin' ours
Then we ain't stepping out
He is such a
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
I didn't feel no pressure
He is just a trendsetter
Plus a nigga wetter
Get to clutchin' my Beretta
Uh uh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea uh
Sound like pressure
Give a fuck ‘bout a president
I was present
I was cruising
I was servin' gems
Uh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea
Ok ugh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea
(What I say?)
Young nigga way too different they can't box him in
(Uh huh lets go, hold on)
Too much dope in the air can't get no oxygen
(I can't breathe)
This mansion it look like the trap we got pounds on the table
Yeah, play wit my bread chop that boy up like he a tomato
Bitch talking money don't know nun bout it
Jewelry like rain everyday be cloudy
Riding round town in a all black cudi
Man fuck it, I drop the top off
His jewelry fake man it's all off
Everyday I be working can't call off
Only y'all big money no small talk
Uh, bitch I'm the top dog
I had your main bitch sitting in the front giving me that top dog
Yea, I ain't even fuck but I can't lie nigga I thought about it
Bro keep the stick won't get caught without it
You don't want pressure nigga
This fit like 13 bands
Ima big steppa nigga
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
I didn't feel no pressure
He is just a trendsetter
Plus a nigga wetter
Get to clutchin' my Beretta
Uh uh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea uh
Sound like pressure
Give a fuck ‘bout a president
I was present
I was cruising
I was servin' gems
Uh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea
Ok ugh
Big steppa
Big steppa
Yea
WRITERS
JASON BILLY, STEVIE HAMMOCK, TROY NORTON
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © MOGUL SERVICES INC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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