Steady

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah, fuck these bitches I swear to god I only wanna fuck these bitches Niggas love theseâbitches OJâSimpson, cut theseâbitches Ugh, and slap these weirdos Pull theâ4-5, cut these weirdos Don't talk, walk past them weirdos Can't get a bird work, call his ass scarecrow You hangin' out with dead man, no breakdance when I say hell spazz You be [?], when [?] last stairs Smoke the eagle loud then that boy will have [?] I give the trunky but I'm not in at the derby thirst I move chicken like the curb, I know you hear me first I had to spend a thirty first Mask on but I ain't at talk with thirty first Huh, and I'm gettin' cheese-cheese And my shit stink, get the Febreze, please Money get away, you nothin' but a cheese-cheese My specialities cost cars, hoes, T's, G's And I ain't with the rebellion He'll play dice 'cause his whole life, he gamblin' Now a nigga panickin', stiffer than a mannequin Damagin', X in the cup and we scrumblin' [Chorus] Uh, and yeah we from Harlem You goddamn right, man, we lookin' for a problem Thirty ain't revolver, Coke ain't [?] Bet a nigga won't solve him Now drop that top He died on the same day, now pop that top Ugh, don't know where you been Yep, we done moved in the motherfuckin' UA [Verse 2] Uh, yeah, we at your wife house No serve boy, but yes I'm gettin' wiped out Damn, she got a wide mouth Niggas on the run, use your crib as a hideout Any beef, we gon' ride out One question, no, what you wanna die about? I'm the truth so it ain't nothin' to lie about Brand new 9. on you, I'ma try it out You ain't gettin' wrong, whatchu talkin' about Wet 'em up, man, that's how we dry 'em out Problems, uh-un, we had a loss Hit her from the back, I paid tails, they are animals And I'm about the Willy on the night On the back so she felt me gettin' silly on her Holy dirty so a nigga went belly on 'em A monster's boy, crack a motherfuckin' Philly on 'em, yeah I'm buyin' it for 21, sellin' it for 29 Where you gettin' money from? Dum-dums, damn whatchu damn dummies dumb Duck nigga, fuck nigga, sweeter than a hunny bun And I'm the real Fanitalia See a head shit, man Haleakala The koffinala, motherfuckin' milkshake Where the forstone at? Baby boy, I'm gettin' real cake We the bakery, what the fuck y'all gon' take from me? Get away from me, we bankin' B Your bank on C, don't play with me You got nothin' to say to me You niggas wanna talk, call the motherfuckin' Agency [Chorus] Uh, and yeah we from Harlem You goddamn right, man, we lookin' for a problem Thirty ain't revolver, Coke ain't [?] Bet a nigga won't solve him Now drop that top He died on the same day, now pop that top Ugh, don't know where you been Yep, we done moved in the motherfuckin' UA