Steppa Pig

(альбом: SCARING THE HOES - 2023)

[Danny Brown:]
Check
Uncut with that [?] (Style)
My brain fried, don't do drugs
Had two plugs, one just died (Style)
I'm up late, no talk show
Been five up, [?] low (Everything about JPEGs, I like)
Talk with a hoe, had a bank roll
Shop 'nother clothes if you wearing it slow
Ain't no way, got to be another day of shit for me (Shit for me)
Gave up off their stock, had the recipe (The recipe)
Nah, I do this for my legacy (My legacy)
[?] with my dawg, I need an extra three
You ain't never seen no things, I use most everything
[?] and say most everything (Uh-uh)
Bust up, do it like [?], no [?], no ice pack
I ask the bitch, "Do you like that?" (Do you like that?)
My young nigga step for me, like Mo Bamba in the paint (Get to steppin')
You don't know shit about me, nigga, who is yo' man?
Brown, got a one extra like Lifestyle, BBC
White girls all on me, but—
Love, my dick could roll it up
Make her real like Whitney, get the bands up, satisfied
I be on my lonely, worry 'bout no gossip
Niggas pocket watching, y'all look in my wallet
Just keep it on the hush, hush
Hang tough, they ain't like us
Just hang yourself if you need help

[JPEGMAFIA:]
Uh, back in this bitch with the dope, she backing it up for a gram
Baby, I cannot do nothing with hope, I'ma try molly and Xans
Been trying get me to ghost, boy, you ain't Kai, one twitch and you banned
Ninety degrees a coat, hoe, and I ain't showing my hands
Uh, I make it harder to breathe
My Kimber like my emotions, I keep 'em both in my sleeve
I need more time to myself, I don't need advice, I just need to be
Back in this bitch, what's the issue? You bitches ain't barking when you off the leash, fuck 'em
Uh, they don't got nothing for me
It's like I been working for crumbs, now I'm feeling free as my speech
Colin Kaep', I'm a free agent, cap the salary, free up my teams
Y'all rap like replacements, they can finally replace it for me
When I stalk your lanes and I see you living life respectfully
And I tell myself, "You ain't know her worth," and I draft apologies (Fuck)

Uh, check it out, man, look (Step it)
These niggas act like I owe them
These niggas be dickriding for grown-ass men that don't even know them
They don't even come outside, don't ever see mans late night like Conan
They off of that two [?] high, incels just can't let it go like Frozen
Bet if I let off these shots, no games, you finna just dance like Goten
White people love making excuses and bitching, I guess it's what culture is for them
You know that this shit don't stop black men that hate me, usually talking, broke as hell
Mad people love me for me, why they still put on a fret and nobody knows them?
Don't like when I talk like this? (Nah)
'Cause they know that this shit is for them
These crackers love talking 'bout me and acting like it's my job to ignore them
Bitch, please (Please), still rich, still pretty, still touring
Still lit, still gritty, I'm boring
I don't fuck with you niggas like Hogan
Trigger finger just be glitching his program
I ain't taking disrespect from no man
Niggas rap 'bout guns, don't own 'em
Y'all sipping liquor, you can't even hold it
I'm taking shots everyday like DeRozan (Yee, yee, molly water)