Real Steppers lyrics
by Goonew
[Intro: Lil Dude]
(Ayy, Manny, this joint crank, fool)
Brrt
Haha, b*tch
[Chorus: Lil Dude]
I feel like robbin' a n*gga
Chopper on me, I might pop me a n*gga
Stick on me, got it out for a lot of n*ggas
Talk about shootin', but never shot at n*ggas
How you proud of a n*gga, but ain't got no Prada, n*gga?
Hop out that car, bro on top of n*ggas
I'm too lit, I don't even watch n*ggas
Heard they got Glocks, but our Glocks bigger
Glock 10, knock his ass out the picture
I'm up top, lil' Draco end life, that's sixty
In a free car through the city
Catch me an opp and get busy
Real steppers, when they spin, they don't get dizzy
Got some young n*ggas that slide in that fifty
And when we go out, you know we take more than fifty
[Verse: Goonew]
Dirty ass socks, n*ggas always tippin'
n*ggas gon' cry when a n*gga go missin'
Bishop with me, and he totin' a fifty
Free Free Car, we gon' spin in Infiniti
Goonrich, b*tch, and I'm rockin' Balenci'
I'm steppin' in Prada, n*gga, I be drippin'
Two Glocks, two opps, n*gga, get busy
n*ggas throw rocks, go hide like b*tches
Twenty band jugg, I'ma buy me a pendant
Broke ass n*gga, go get you some digits
Spin that lil' block and my young n*ggas get it
Push-start Bimmer, that five percent tint
Street n*gga, I don't do disses
They on the internet typin' like b*tches
My b*tch stayed down and I bought her Givenchy
Run it up, b*tch, I'm the one with the ticket
Rest in peace KT, I'm poppin' a wheelie
Opps keep talkin', I'ma drop 'em like 50
f*ckin' they b*tches and f*ckin' they sisters
Goonrich, b*tch, I'm a real gravedigger
Baow, baow, baow, n*ggas pullin' them triggers
Northeast b*tch said it's not what it's given
Iced up, jeweled up, I'm in the trenches
Hop out the whip with a twenty-three hidden
[Chorus: Lil Dude]
I feel like robbin' a n*gga
Chopper on me, I might pop me a n*gga
Stick on me, got it out for a lot of n*ggas
Talk about shootin', but never shot at n*ggas
How you proud of a n*gga, but ain't got no Prada, n*gga?
Hop out that car, bro on top of n*ggas
I'm too lit, I don't even watch n*ggas
Heard they got Glocks, but our Glocks bigger
Glock 10, knock his ass out the picture
I'm up top, lil' Draco end life, that's sixty
In a free car through the city
Catch me an opp and get busy
Real steppers, when they spin, they don't get dizzy
Got some young n*ggas that slide in that fifty
And when we go out, you know we take more than fifty