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letra de choccy milk steppin' - n-game, reid lewis

aye youmans what’s for lunch?

chorus 1
follow in my footsteps
you got nothing on me
follow in my footsteps
you got nothing on me
clean my mouth this morning
just my shiny t–th and me
can’t follow in my footsteps
you got nothing on me

verse 1
yo this sh-t dont phase me
they really thought they could hold me (hohh)
pole vaultin over the fame
just some motherf-ckin jabronis (yuh)
chillin with the poster boy
so i guess i’m right where i should be
might be rookie of the year
but reid lewis off of his whoopie
stole his wisdom tooth (big brain)
got up in the boof and started slobberin
clobbered the mic so hard
you would’ve thought i was moshin
to crossfirе
that’s my problem
sheets is p-ssed
until i wash em
need a b-tch
that comе w options
get my fix until i’m potty trained
cause sh-t i can’t complain
i guess we all goin down
so f-ck w my nouns
before you realize time runnin out
and the dime comin down
been the highest since i came up out my momma
all these years the thick is plottin
mic is hotter than the aryans (-screams)
like squidward w the clarinet (clarinet noises)
i broke your ears before i bless em
f-ck the peace i’m never stressin
run w me
and catch a sentence (maybe several)
wanna know the truth
well we all keep on guessin
pass the mic to lewis
think i learned my lesson
chorus 2
follow in my footsteps
you got nothing on mep
follow in my footsteps
you got nothing on me
clean my mouth this morning
just my shiny t–th and me
can’t follow in my footsteps
you got nothing on me

verse 2
when i say i’m a rapper i get “okay okay”
moving too fast like “make way make way”
wait until they here what’s coming through these k r k’s
forgot what they were about to say
doesn’t even matter
don’t got time to waste
don’t have time to play
while you’re sitting in your car on
your lunch break
i’m in my car blowing speakers to my mixtape
ngame all they do is complain
they’re not famous
they’re not great
but i’ll make sure to wave
when you’re in the uber on your way
you’re welcome
i’m on top of the totem
looking down on all the kids
saying that i showed em
just cause i wrote something
didn’t think i’d blow up
feeling pretty sick
i should just throw up
these lyrics
that i’m thinking
brain still spinning
i’m still
losing sleep
over someone
who doesn’t care
oh well oh well
i’m feeling weak
i’m feeling i’m feeling
weak
ugh

- n game reid lewis

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