Steppers lyrics
by OKG Delo
[Chorus: Shhini & OKG Delo]
Where my steppers at?
Stomp your feet
Park the V
Hop out glee
It’s me and OKG
Who dat on a tee?! (Who dat boy?)
Who dat underneath?
Who dat in the dirt?
Left him there bad
Left him there stanky
Glock 26 and 27 come in handy
Turn up off the brandy
Or turnt up off the migos
Yeah these hoes love me
I can’t get them off me
Caught a lot of bodies
Shot a lot of people
Yeah I need a wash off shake these demons off me
Smokin dope wit [?], drillin opps wit Malis
f*ck the opps can’t squash the pollies
n*ggas scared for sure (Facts)
n*ggas ain’t cut like that (They not)
n*ggas ain’t built like that (They not)
Pop up all black like Batman, stay robbin’ n*ggas
I’m a problem n*gga, don’t think you can solve this n*gga
[Verse 1: Shhini]
Ain’t no solving this
I stay wit my zip ties and my steel
Don’t lay eyes, wanna get hit in the grill?
I watched him dissolve like he was a pill
I post in the trenches, I'm in the field
I shoot and I drive, I handle the wheel
I love this sh*t, I get a thrill
Where my steppers at?
Back on the block loadin' a K
Katour the spot, get Shhini today
Best not front your move, you know that we don't play
Me and OKG and ChiefShh we comin' to spray
[Verse 2: OKG Delo]
We come to spray and beat some shots
Can't wait to see them opps
5.56 a killer boy
Free 17 we need that boy
Mix the sprite wit' purple potion
Get the drop and then we goin'
Get the drop and then we blitz
Shoot shots, we ain't gon' miss
n*ggas b*tch and that's for certain, switch on the back gon' make him twitch
My n*ggas sick, my n*ggas got, we send that boy right to his god
And we don't care about the cops, we're tryna send up all these opps
[Chorus: Shhini & OKG Delo]
Where my steppers at?
Stomp your feet
Park the V
Hop out glee
It’s me and OKG
Who dat on a tee?! (Who dat boy?)
Who dat underneath?
Who dat in the dirt?
Left him there bad
Left him there stanky
Glock 26 and 27 come in handy
Turn up off the brandy
Or turnt up off the migos
Yeah these hoes love me
I can’t get them off me
Caught a lot of bodies
Shot a lot of people
Yeah I need a wash off shake these demons off me
Smokin dope wit [?], drillin opps wit Malis
f*ck the opps can’t squash the pollies
n*ggas scared for sure (Facts)
n*ggas ain’t cut like that (They not)
n*ggas ain’t built like that (They not)
Pop up all black like Batman, stay robbin’ n*ggas
I’m a problem n*gga, don’t think you can solve this n*gga