Step Out

Album cover art for "Step Out" by Hot Sizzle

Hot Sizzle - Rap, East Coast Rap

Step Out

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, aye [Verse 1] I'm on a whole 'nother level Do it look like I could be something lesser than special Getting to this gingerbread Which fed me like Hansel and Gretel Pray on my downfall regret 'em Don't play I'm a outlaw I'm a rebel Talking 'bout jawns I got several Walk on the wild side and dance with the devil I know that I can't trust her Keeping it gutta she might be a runner She might have some flaws that I haven't discovеred That's the first reason I know can't lovе her She from Georgia cause my lil' baby a gunner Might just cut her and duck her For now, I'ma stare at the ass she got from her Panamanian mother Say I can't ain't shit but a joke .40 small enough to fit in her Coach Man of my word, told her fix her attitude she can get what she want Her hair in the wind when I dip in the skrrrt Crop top drop top slit in her skirt Wake up call did I get an alert We live for today yesterday was a blur I could remember the chicks who ignored me Corny now I get all of 'em horny Wanna adore me same chicks that's quick to check my IG story No worries, I'ma go stupid again You gon hit me when y'all go through it again Now I want you and ya friend Once in a what, I wake up and do it again CLE you know the rest If she dub me yup she one and zero for that Shoes overpriced overhyped costing more than ya Shein and Fashion Nova dress Low respect Now she wan' let me smack like open neck Lil' dawg let me tell you one thing 'bout me Aye I won't ever under nothing I overstep [Chorus] Step out, fresh out (In some new shit) Check out, they neck out (Looking foolish) Act out, get packed out (It get ruthless) Left out, get x'd (We cutting loose ends) Step out, fresh out (In some new shit) Check out, they neck out (Looking foolish) Act out, get packed out (It get ruthless) Left out, get x'd (We cutting loose ends) [Verse 2] A whole lot changed when I dropped my shit Been down so long I'ma pop my shit Don't count how many opps baby moms I hit I can say ain't nan nigga pop my chick Never seen me with a tucked chain No specific colors 1Up gang Ate when the lunch came Every since then y'all been watching us eat this mukbang Say cheese for the camera Ayo keep the tomato I'ma go ham for this chicken You heard what I'm saying which Means gon let us get to this bread In hindsight, that bul he cold as a Klondike Now everybody want a pie slice Pull up in that Autobot that's 'bout to transform into Sideswipe We lively Double park to shit on everything that's beside me Came with the posse Do me a favor keep the fake shit from around me Rose feeling godly Weight of the world on my shoulders please don't you to spot me Dawg do you copy? Do a nigga sloppy came with the peace like Gandhi Chicks told me get my paper up Now at the entrance like hey can you pay for us I hit the venue fly knowing I'm late as fuck Was counting money putting alcohol on my paper cuts, yeah If she left me on read she better off dead you heard what I said Yeah, if she left me on read then you heard what I Wait let me elevate we can celebrate We can set the date to set the record straight I won't hesitate to say I'd shit on ya favorite if we ever collaborate Wait let that resonate Let me elevate we can celebrate We can set the date to set the record straight I won't hesitate to say I'd shit on ya favorite if we ever collaborate [Chorus] Step out, fresh out (In some new shit) Check out, they neck out (Looking foolish) Act out, get packed out (It get ruthless) Left out, get x'd (We cutting loose ends) Step out, fresh out (In some new shit) Check out, they neck out (Looking foolish) Act out, get packed out (It get ruthless) Left out, get x'd (We cutting loose ends)

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  • Hot Sizzle