Stepped On

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You goin be like the last nigga we stepped on I'm shootin in this nigga vest in the same place tryna break his teflon Fuck that nigga we swing this bitch broad day giving out headstones Any opp nigga I see gotta get slayed [?] And a whole lot of people say I'm dead wrong Bitch I don't care though 1,2,3 blast a rocket blow a nigga head off I'm mad for this spaz What kind of pistol that lead out It's goin be a lot of dead niggas a lot of people say that I'm dead wrong Imma come through that bitch nigga everybody get a head stone Imma come through that bitch feel like Fred the Flintstone Listen listen listen close and pay attention like these your last moment You said you make people die you should know how this shit goin' You say you a killer you say that you blow shit If it's true I know he knows it Trying make his death be so quick I'm finna up, up the score bitch I got a choppa, mac, and a drac let all them talk that's associates Sociopath don't stand too close to me Three personalities Twin Tornado Kidd Bitch my name SpinaBenz They say I'm a fuckin problem This stupid nigga finna die for some damn followers I'm a star I can teach astronomy, hot nigga broke the whole thermometer Fuck nigga go dig ya partner up Said it's true nigga ain't no stoppin us Fight with me and the way he step You would this this nigga had a band following He opp quit posting pictures stupid Nigga that shit goin jam probably I could tell he ain't livin that shit just do that shit for the gram Obviously Probably be the next nigga dead, man down, caution [Verse 2] You going end up being like that last nigga we stepped on Spraying repeatedly with my Glock try to rip through this nigga teflon Leave em lying dead and a whole lot of people that say I'm dead wrong Come through walk through that bitch off day Nigga everybody get a headstone grippin that iron Shots fired repeatedly niggas keep dyin How the fuck niggas say they don't see that shit, that nigga must be blind I try to think good thoughts, murder on my mind Runnin your mouth you running that mother fucker now he howlin I want three mansions and an island I want a benz truck no mileage I got a main bitch got low mileage I want choppa heat I'm tired or chasin niggas, I'm getting tired This bitch sing like a choir Swear this bitch sing like it's Keisha, like it's Ashanti, like it's Mariah Whitney Houston I'm on 2X Spinz you best you slow that shit down Search google to see how you do that Loose lips sink ships It's common sense I thought you knew that We'll beat a nigga blue back