step on shit Video (MV)

Aye
All my yns step on shit
Mixing that 4 in a sprite in that 4x4 have my yns hold my blick
Aye
All my yns step on shit
Mixing that 4 in a sprite in that 4x4 have my yns hold my blick
Aye
All my yns step on shit
Mixing that 4 in a sprite in that 4x4 have my yns hold my blick
In the back benz while im counting up racks and my lil brudda dropping i swear that i miss em
Heard he talking on gang we gon send em to heaven glock 9 with a tec and i swear we wont miss em
Paid a hunnid for this brand new benz ian talking a stadium get what im saying
Give a f*ck bout a hater they all in my hands oh he came back alive we gon kill em again
Pulled a check out the bank for these Vetement pants oh he talking on live we gon take off a hand
And this lil ho keep hitting my phone ian answer that lil bitch delusional why would i care
He want a feat told that boy hit hisself
Im smoking za man this shit the top shelf
Sneak thru ya house like a mf elf
Said that i broke her i cannot repair
My yns trap out the house like a lair
What the f*ck is you talking about ion care
Why this ho keep on hitting my phone ion care
I'll rather be stuck in the woods with a bear
Got my foot on they neck and im not letting off
Got the cops right behind me i start taking off
And im sipping on syrup its fixing my cough
Aint seen that girl in a month so she take off my drawls
Gold grills in my teeth think its f*cking my jaws
I know what it mean to be left in the cold
That boy is not twin he couldn't stick to the code yeah
Back it up, Back it up
I got ya bitch tryna back it up, back it up yeah
Count it up, Counting up, Counting up
Racks in my hand i just count it up, count it up
100k right in the bank for the niggas who talkin i swear we gon flex it up yeah
Aint passing the rock and i swear it be greening, im feeling kobe, step it up
And the way that these niggas be talking i swear that these niggas be speaking repetitive
And the way that i really be walking these niggas be stealing my style like the capitol
Ian tripping bout niggas who hating these niggas be really sum bitches i add em up
Its sum niggas thats talking on me but these niggas aint really on shit they be capping up
Clocked out with a brand new bag
Off white rocking brand new tags
Headshot get sent to the back
Like kanye ion f*ck with these fags
My bitch bad hit her right from the back
Bullets straight to his head from the front and the back
Vetements my shirt you aint these tags
Chrome Hearts my jacket cost me a lil bag
You Had- You had changed up i stayed in my lane yuh
Break the pain up, im distant from them lames yuh
Walk with a cane yuh vet niggas dont change up
Im rocking bain uh, that ho aint a angel (Yeah, yeah)
Aye
All my yns step on shit
Mixing that 4 in a sprite in that 4x4 have my yns hold my blick
In the back benz while im counting up racks and my lil brudda dropping i swear that i miss em
Heard he talking on gang we gon send em to heaven glock 9 with a tec and i swear we wont miss em
Paid a hunnid for this brand new benz ian talking a stadium get what im saying?
Give a f*ck bout a hater they all in my hands oh he came back alive we gon kill em again
Pulled a check out the bank for these Vetement pants oh he talking on live we gon kill em again
And im smoking on top shelf weed this the best, Oh he talking online we gon leave him in sand (Bitch, Yeah)