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letra de stepback! - sgm

(intro: zai, gill)

gang, ay yuh (ay, yuh, wha-, posted wit that)
gang, gang, gang (posted with that, yuh, huh, yuh, oh yuh)
(fah – fah, fah – fah, fah – fah)
sgm in this bih-

(hook: zai)
my bl!ck like a message, i take out the glock and send
got the cash on my feet like a moccasin
who you talkin to? i got me a model b-tch
got a scope on my body, i hardly miss
you f-ck wit sgm, we finna drop a disstrack on you
you not wit’ us step back, n-gga
i’m countin’ all of dese’ racks, n-gga
in her throat hopin’ she don’t gag, n-gga

(verse 1: zai)
peter piper pickin’ peckets of bullets
i hardly go in, cut his sh-t like a mullet
i was up before all of you n-ggas i shouldn’t
be makin hits cuz’ all you n-ggas is p-ssy

i’m in a drop top, srt
feel like vigi, you can’t hit me
this a new bl!ck, this a whole new beam
he want the smoke, this a whole nеw week (yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s crazy)

(vеrse: 2: vigi)
yeah, like whatchu’ want wit’ me?
cause i knock his ass out, now that boy thinkin’ “why glock on top of me?”
he gettin’ scared, but he a p-ssy i say thats ya better be
yeah, dis’ yoppa gon yop wit longitude
send yo ass flyin, it dont care bout no attitude
i’m gon send a shoota, like a man or two
and i know they gon k!ll like a man or dude

yeah, i stole a bar from mo
blade n a 9 dat i tote
i pull up wit a scope on my aug we gon make em like talk we gon drop they ass down if they ever say no
bands on bands, benjamin franklin’s
slow as a turtle, like franklin
when sgm pull up on block, da walls they gon drop
the block gon’ be feelin’ like berlin
you like dat b-tch, when you shoot yo’ shot
gon’ miss like yo’ surname sterling
he stay chase a b-tch, he askin’ me how
and i told dat’ boy i ain’t no merlin
that b-tch really leakin yo info, she gave me a summary
flow onna beat like a bread, that be b-ttery
gettin’ the cake, you would think it’s a bakery, yeah

(verse 3: mbrk)

step on his block
pop shuv it he runnin’ it’s still gonna pop
preposterous moves got me swinging my locs
don’t try mess wit me else you getting bopped
buh buh yo head like its whack a mole
don’t try and wish him back brother this ain’t no dragon ball
talkin all that hot stuff but really you are not man at all
catch him on the street and im sending him to the medical

meditate on sending you to heaven’s gate
they know i’m heaven sent, you tryna medicate
based off of precedent i am the monarchy
missin’ your bullets you can never touch on me

(verse 4: mbrk)
i am a natural talkin spittin’ rizzin’ off of ambition they listen timid
when i’m making a livin’ off of written scriptures
rippin’ vision off trippers who lackin’ a mission
huh d-mn that was a lot to take in
you do not like me i’ll talk to your friend
left to the wolves and you could never fend
huh yeah defend yourself
countin’ bands of wealth
it’s a massive h-ll
coins up in the well
it won’t make you well
my hands fakin’ tells
you could never guess
boy i’m better than
know i’m never pressed

- sgm

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