Won't Step On Me lyrics NBA Youngboy
Won't Step On Me Lyrics :-
Leor, light it up
Mommy, India got the beats
Come on, ha
Now check this
We ain't with none of that water whip ass shit (None of that shit you niggas on)
I'ma preach it to you like this, I'ma give it to you raw
You heard me? However I bring it, that's how I'ma bring it, just catch it, it's some real gangster shit now
I quit that sad shit, I ain't trippin', they ain't fuck with me then fuck 'em
You don't want YoungBoy, baby? Come, I know you love me, yeah
Real poppin' in my hood and that street shit I love, nigga
See me [?] down and I'm good, I will shoot motherfuckin' wood
I wish you motherfuckers do it, yeah
Choppa came, I would
Okay, come play broad day, I up that spray, they gon' tell you 'bout how I do it
Northside 38, I bang that 4KTrey, it ain't safe inside Baton Rogue
Nah, they ain't wanna see me on
They ain't wanna see me sell out my tour
They ain't glad that I came home
They ain't wanna look out for my children
Now the fact I'm back, I been gettin' stats, don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get it in
Grindin' to the ten, I been through it
Sticks in your hand, shoot on demand
I'll zip your man, find you a new one
Hold on, no way at all you gon' step on me
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin' you gon' rep off me
And your finest nigga stankin', he ran up on me
Boy, I ain't playin', [?], I mix with lean, that maple lean
I'm watchin' cars, I got my rod, I'm who in charge, they make believe
I come from robbin' shit to northside, [?] robber genes
I tell that ho get off my back 'cause only room there for my time
Give me that iron, I'ma roll of them
Mama, don't pray for me, I don't back down for no nigga
They got a place for me
Lil' Top, I got a K for me
A Drac', I know it love to sing
He really pussy 'cause he red, belong [?] down for me
Hold on, no way at all you gon' step on me
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin' you gon' rep off me
And your finest nigga stankin', he ran up on me
Bitch, come up with plenty killers, gotta keep a pistol
Roll with me by any means
Strung out all dope sniffers from the Northside and fucked 'em [?]
Youngin' got on that [?], he be lookin' mean
Cross your top with the Glock, you try anything
When my grandma had left, had to jump out the shelf
Bust the top with a Glock if you chop a seat
I been on my back in '17
I ain't had no money for weed, man, I was burnin' for weeks
Down on my dick so I seem
Bitch take a barbie pendant, had the money inside her hair out for me
Know I got money, I got the bitch tryna tear all her hair out for me
I used to live inside a house and used to stay out weeks
Told her that my home my girl house, I ain't have nowhere to sleep
I was in Houston dealin' boy with a warrant out on me
Ran off on Drac' because I [?] his ass before I know we had linked
Hold on, no way at all you gon' step on me
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin' you gon' rep off me
And your finest nigga stankin', he ran up on me
Hold on, no way at all you gon' step on me
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin' you gon' rep off me
And your finest nigga stankin', he ran up on me
I'ma whoop your ass nigga
I'm experienced, I'm gon' do you bad, you gon' be feelin' played
Now you better go on 'bout your lil' business
Before it be some blood on top my Js
Right now I'm faded, I got on shades
'Cause I'ma renegade, and I play with K
Know I built the lands like it's my lands, I'm tryna find peace inside my days
I ain't graduated 'til that glass
Bitch can't even [?]
Your bathroom window, I'm at your glass
I'm bringin' all you bitches pain
Soldier rollin' lord, I tell 'em free JBeezy
He creepin' creature, mane
For doors on me, make it look easy
With that heat, he leave your brain
Ass, see me down bad, but that lil' storm, I overcame
They said I'm finna beat it like Soulja Slim when he had to pee in that tank
But the only thing
It's a difference, I'm Cash Money, ain't no Hot Boy, I'm Rich Gang
And I got my own label, I'm a boss, I'm NBA, I'm Never Broke Again
And I feel Northside for life, my heart goes out to most of my friends
Because I know that they want chains, they gon' be bangin' all to the end
No wait, hold up, I mean my bros
We put you up, stuff out 'em hoes
Check how we roll up, you already know, cook dope nigga
Written By :- NBA Youngboy
"gana Song lyrics" SONG INFO | |||
|---|---|---|---|
SINGER | gayak | ||
LYRICIST | NBA Youngboy | ||
Music | NBA Youngboy | ||
LANGUAGE | English | ||
Music Label | YoungBoy Never Broke Again | ||
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