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Steppers


pulling out a new year 2020

steping out all blue like im 30

who want smoke clip longer then a bitch

i aint sneek dissin on his shit

i got choppers that will put in a grave 

all this shit it could but me in a cave

bank rolla spending money like a bitch

all hoes just mad cuz we rich

 

want smoke with us

nigga we sum steppas

got em in a bag and he getting jealous

big nigga shit on my set bruh

and got yo hoe on my strap bruh

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