Lyrics:
Please don’t step to me
If we enemies we don’t go thirties
Peanut butter seats
Tented just for me this ain’t no bourbon
Shawty stuck on me
Like a leach but she gone give me Kirby
You don’t get techs like these
Beretta put you to sleep like melatonin
(V1)
I just been feelin the beat
Zeno just gave me green to go put on the turban
So many felonies
On my docket I don’t know how God made me worth it
I just been stacking up Bs
No talkin bills I got steppers around to do dirty
I just been sippin on dirty been chillin with 30s
The blick on my my wodey could murk him
I got a crown on my t
Yuh (high)
That’s cuz I’m royalty
Yuh (low)
I got these Cubans on me
Yuh
The cheese started spoiling
Yuh
I’m not no novalty, but I’m a novice see, they call me prodigy I dont do basic
Said he got collard greens, I got the celery with the blue cheese and I’m finna go brazy
Please don’t step to me
If we enemies we don’t go thirties
Peanut butter seats
Tented just for me this ain’t no bourbon
Shawty stuck on me
Like a leach but she gone give me Kirby
You don’t get techs like these
Beretta put you to sleep like melatonin
