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Eli Fross

Steppas Freestyle

 

Steppas Freestyle

(album: The Book Of Eli - 2021)


Ahh (It's Great John beats, baby)
What (Haha)
Ayy, gang

SRT be speeding, know I do the dash
Slow it down lil' mama, I can't be with you, you moving fast
(Who is that?)
Baddie, she a wetty, know I'm finna splash
All the opps be bussing in my blunt, no I ain't finna pass
Headshots, if he spin this block, we tryna make him crash
Red dots, beam drawn on your body, nigga, gimme that
Incredible, once he seen that Glock, you know I made him dash
Always on that dummy shit, that's probably why I skipped the class
Flex and flash, used to call me ugly, now she want me smash
Fuck and pass, fucking on his bitch, I know I made him mad
I made him sad, I can't wife no bitch none of my niggas had
Brodie blast, mommy brung him in but I'ma send 'em back
Moving tact, feet back of the back, lil' bitch I'm tryna relax
Shooters strapped, did that drill and tossed it, bought some extra gats
Hollows put a hole up in his chest, we leave him asthmatic
Yeah, my bitch is sweet just like some candy, now I'm diabetic
All the opps we put up in the sky, we probably run heaven
Before you ain't, but now you realize you see them boys stepping
Lotta steppers bitch, uh
Know we stepping shit, uh
Know my steppers lit, uh
Get you wet up quick
You could bring a hundred niggas, ninety-nine gon' end up hit
Hollows hit his stomach, nigga made his gang come out and spin
Made 'em come out and what?
They ain't doing shit
Rich just called me up, said when I land, he got the cooler kit
Free my nigga Sheff and fuck the judge, my brother innocent (Free bro)
Eli, that's my ape, it ain't no telling how we moving shit (Layo)
Who them steppers, bitch? (Huh)
We them steppers, bitch
Brand new Air Force Ones, we kill a nigga if he step on it
That lil' bitch no fun, I fucked her friend 'cause she was celibate
Ain't no pimp, but you know I could teach you how to sell a bitch
Top finesser, I could sell some water to a fucking fish
Top agresser, I can't follow victim to no stupid shit
Top addresser, that's the last place that I fucked a nigga bitch
Nigga sick, if you fuck my bitch, don't do that petty shit

Ah, know we stepping shit (Hahaha)
Know my steppers lit (Free Sheff, man)
You know we stepping shit (You know the fuck going on)
You know my steppers lit (Haha)
Stepping shit
Know we stepping shit
Know I'm stepping shit

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